Question of the Day – No. 213

What is the hardest lesson you ever had to learn?

proposed by Allie

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      1. I’m not sure if its one story or a process, But sometimes I keep trying to believe something about a relationship that Just isn’t true. I keep thinking that I mean enough for them to act differently and to treat me better, and then whenever they still act the same, I’m disappointed… Because ultimately they’ve been honest about how they see me and I’m just unaccepting it.

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  1. SO many! The hardest for me, though, was how to set and enforce boundaries and say NO. It has made me unpopular with a lot of people, but I read a quote once that said that the only people who resent you having boundaries are those who benefitted from you NOT having any, and this is truth.

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  2. That my father was a useless piece of crap who didn’t care about us. It took me a while but eventually I realised what he was about when I found out he’d hit on my best friend on my 30th birthday. This is a girl he’d known since we were ten years old. Yeah, I know. Ick.

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  3. That sometimes years of friendship and trust can disappear in just a blink of an eye. The people that I thought were my close friends turned out to be very same people who would stab me in the back. And the many years and memories we shared together are simply anecdotes they make fun of when they gossip about me.

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      1. It was very painful. Especially since one of them was my friend since we were college. We went through a lot together and I’ve thought of her as one of my closests friends. But I guess sometimes friendship means nothing if it gets in the way of a promotion at work.

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  4. Hard work does not always pay! One needs a bit if luck too to succeed. I vehemently denied it, scrimped and scraped through life for 10 long years denying myself of every small pleasure by putting my sweat and blood into my business. One fine day 10 years later I realized the fact that all of my hard work had gone to waste. I had nothing more to give.I shut shop. And a year and half later learnt to accept that some people face failure at just about every thing they touch. It is just the way it is. Acceptance is the only option left. And that’s what I did. Accept. I have had to learn some very tough lessons in life but they all pale in comparison to this lesson.

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    1. Hard work pays, but it needs some strategy as well. Maybe you needed more people working for you or some fresh ideas. I know what you’re talking about because I fucked up a business too and it’s painful.

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      1. You definitely seem to know what I am talking about and the funny thing is despite the prick of your words, I completely agree with you. What I meant by my earlier comment was in my naivete I relied a little too much on hardwork and did not realize that it ‘Alone’ can’t be the reason for success in business. Other variables like marketing and networking and man power needed strong financial stability and which I lacked. A more sensible person would have exited the business earlier than I did but I kept at it until it led to my burnout. I wish I had seen the light earlier. I call it my hardest lesson because it proved my naivete and foolishness! Hence the bitter aftertaste.

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  5. There is a God and the only other thing I need to know about him/her/it is that I am not God. I was an atheist alcoholic/addict from the age of somewhere around 13 when I began to drink and drug daily. My drug of choice varied between marijuana and booze over the years, but I always had my drink or drug to kill the pain or rejoice the day’s events. I got sober four years ago and the hardest thing for me was finding a higher power. I researched Buddhism, Taoism,and other eastern religions to no avail. I liked pieces of them but couldn’t embrace any organized religion. Eventually I came to believe that there was a higher power but it was killing me that I didn’t know more. What released me from that conundrum was a few simple words from my sponsor – you don’t have to define your higher power. Now it’s a simple concept for me. There is a God and I’m not it. As for afterlives, paranormal activity, etc. I’m not your girl to answer those questions!

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      1. My willingness to do anything to get and stay sober which requires working the twelve steps, turning your life and your will over to a higher power, etc.

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