Build a bridge and get the hell over it!


Mama’s I was thinking over the weekend about how short life is and how I’ve wronged people and how people have wronged me, some of which I knew and others were complete strangers. These thoughts made me think about ways I’ve coped with being wronged. Between January 2010 and May 2010 I was working at a bank where I held the position of an Operations Manager. I was robbed on three separate occasions, 2 of them involving weapons. My life was turned upside down and I was very angry. I felt as if I’d done nothing to deserve having guns pointed in my face, pressed against my back, panic attacks, nightmares and paranoia issues. I went to counseling because I was angry, pregnant and I needed help coping with my life because I still had to go to work and the robbers had not been caught. I was a wreck, but I still had to do my best to stay sane for my family and the child (Daniel) I was carrying.

I prayed hard and asked God to help me through this time. I specifically thanked God for sparing my life and asked if he would allow me to forgive these unknown individuals that felt they had to rob my bank at gunpoint. They took something from me and I wanted “it” back. Eventually I was able to forgive them and release my anger towards them. After all these people had no clue who I was and I am sure they never had an afterthought about what they made my coworkers and I endure. Now Mama’s I had a choice I could have allowed myself to be the victim, stayed angry and kept holding on to the negative energy that was not benefiting me in any way at all or I could “Build a bridge and get the hell over it”. I chose to build that bridge and I am so glad that I did. In July of 2011 I was diagnosed with Bell’s Palsy and that was yet another issue to shake up my world. The right side of my face looked like I had suffered a mild stroke and I was put on a round of meds to hopefully stop the progression of my face “falling”. My doctors and I eventually got my face back in good condition but my doctor advised that I start leading a very “non-stressful” lifestyle and to not internalize issues. Now he didn’t say that caused my onset of Bell’s Palsy but it can make matters worse it you know what I mean. Mama’s since I have 4 kids I know that I will have some stress in my life but the unneeded and unnecessary stress a.k.a. “DRAMA” has no space or place in my life. I have made a resolution to my health to deal with those issues that need to be dealt with in one of the following ways: 1). forgive a person that has wronged me and move on, 2). overlook foolish behavior and politely excuse the people who behave this way from my  day to day life and 3). decide if dealing with something is worth my time and energy and if not, build my little bridge and get the hell over it.

Mama’s I know the statement “Build a bridge and get the hell over it” may sound a bit harsh, but your life and sanity may depend on it. Learn to let go, stop holding on to issues, it’s just not healthy. When people try to bring you junk politely decline and send them the other way. There’s no harm in doing that. You have to be about the business of YOU, especially when it comes to your mental health and emotional wellbeing. You are stronger than you think and if you need some professional help (counseling) go get it. I have been to counseling and it works wonders Mama’s. I know some people may be frowning at the fact I openly admitted to going to counseling. It was one of the best things I have ever done for my mental health and sanity. I was able to get great tips on how to let go, forgive and move on. I was also shown how to work through different situations as well. Mama’s life is so precious and short, so let’s not spend it holding on to things and people that weigh us down. So Mama’s I empower you to “Build a bridge and get the hell over it”. Happy Monday Mama’s!



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Comment by Sandra Hamlett on April 9, 2013 at 3:07pm

Wonderful post. Your words are so true. We were not designed to be delicate creatures is my new saying.



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