Swallowing pride is essential for you

Swallowing your pride is something you must be prepared to do if you’re committed to personal growth.

I spent most of yesterday at a hospital complex for a few medical tests.

​Use of my walker was required for the first test and thank goodness for that. The distance between appts was further than I anticipated.


​I felt how unsteady I was as I navigated the distance. A walk I likely couldn’t have made with a cane because of how much more difficult it is to balance.

​Why had I been resisting the walker? Others have remarked to me what an easier time I appeared to have walking with it.

​The villain was the negative conversation I had between my ears. “Walkers are for old people.”

​That limiting belief (among others) has held me back.

​Today, as I roamed the complex I saw plenty of people walking, using canes, wheelchairs etc.

​Including people who looked my age.

​It occurred to me in that moment that one reason I’ve resisted using the walker is because (in my mind), I couldn’t be invisible when I wanted to.

​I’m part introvert and largely want to be left alone in public. When I do stand out I want it on my terms. Sound familiar?

​Hard to do that with a walker.

​In the complex I felt like I fit in more, like people weren’t watching me and judging me because there were so many more like me.

​Right! Don’t care so much about what others think. I can do that, but only in the areas of my life I’ve made peace with.

​Still working on the disabilities that often move faster than the speed of acceptance.

​There’s a problem. I don’t want to live in a hospital complex. So how do I change my inner conversation to make me more at home with the walker?

​I remember the others my age I saw throughout the day. The ones refuting the limiting belief that walkers are for old people.

​The truth is, walkers are also for people like me. I can work with that.

How does this resonate with you? ​​

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