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Attitude

8/20/2021

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​We’d been talking on and off with a friend about my writing and the role it played in my emotional healing, so she asked me to send her the link to my blog. A few days later, she told me she’d read some chapters and she had a few thoughts she wanted to share with me. On our next conversation, she said that none of the chapters conveyed to her that I believed in my exercises – that I believed that if I persisted in doing them I would recover my lost abilities. Her words reminded me of Eric’s opinion on the value of faith; that people’s faith enabled them to live through a challenging life. When I told my friend, she agreed. If I believed that constant exercise would lead to progress, she said, I wouldn’t quit.
After we hung up, I spent a long time going over our conversation in my mind. I thought of my disappointment: no matter the extent of my effort, I didn’t make as much progress as I expected. I envisioned I would still be needing help years ahead. Yet every day I woke up and followed the planned routine. Was I impatient? Was I setting high standards for myself? Was Eric right in that I always beat myself up? Were my nurse aids right in that I was too hard on myself? My older brother had once told me that after I described the progress I’d made I would always add, “but.” And it was true. When my friends are happy to see me balance or walk with Eric’s help, I think, “But more than two years have gone by.” When Eric says I’ve made a lot of progress, I mentally disagree. And when he and my nurse aid get excited about the increase in my arm movements, I wonder about the cause of their excitement.
The issue, then, lies on the definition of “progress.” Maybe I should lower my standards. Maybe I should stop adding, “but.” Maybe I should enjoy my improvements instead of pointing at my lack thereof. Maybe if I changed my definition, I would believe that my persistent efforts would make me reach the end. Maybe I should replace skepticism with faith.
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