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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