This post is both a metaphor and entirely literal. Last night, in the middle of the bathroom, as happens to me not infrequently, I was injured. I stood on some broken glass.
As with all large, momentous, fails it honestly took me a while to notice what had happened. It took a moment for the true extent of the fail to sink in.
When I finally glanced down my foot was in a pool of blood.
Dealing with any trauma, physical or mental, is hard. Here’s what I’ve learnt in the last 24 hours:
The More You Get Up The Easier It Gets
After a failure, after the moment, after an incident involving glass, getting up is hard. Of course it is. You are in recovery.
But, the more you do it the easier it gets.
I’ve been hobbling around the apartment all day getting faster and stronger, particularly when there’s food involved. The more you do it the easier it becomes. It’s getting started that is hard.
After a fail, the very same is true. The faster you get back into what you were doing the easier and more often you’ll be able to do it.
Sometimes Nobody Is To Blame
I would never blame the glass for being on the floor, nor spend countless hours thinking how I shouldn’t have stood on it. The damage is done.
Nor should you always seek to blame somebody or something after a fail. Failures happen, we all get let down, and dwelling on it can’t change the fact.
You Are Stronger Than You Know
When life demands it of you, you are far more resilient than you know. Faced with overwhelming odds, pain, blood or mental trauma you’ll go to work overcoming it faster than you realize.
Some things, like pain sensors or particular memories, will shut off in the moment. And it will hurt when they come back to you but they will come back when you’re good and ready.
In the case of the mysterious broken glass the pain came back pretty quickly but for a few minutes it was blissfully absent.
Anyone else experience a fail recently?