PIPER SMALL IS A BLOGGER/WRITER BASED IN THE WESTERN UNITED STATES.

SHE IS MOST INTERESTED IN TOPICS RELATED TO THE HUMAN EXPERIENCE IN MODERN LIFE, FAMILY, COMMUNITY, NATURE, SPIRITUAL PRACTICES, DEPRESSION AND PTSD.

SHE TRIES TO DO ALL THIS WITH AS MUCH HUMOR AS POSSIBLE. 

Week Ahead Bleh

A week ahead. Several employees now have exited that played somewhat vital roles. We'll see how this all keeps playing out. 

My role is diminishing so I can't step in and fix everything. I don't know who will or how Jay is going to handle all this. 

I met with the guy we're going to consider using for sales that my colleague used. We'll see if this ends up being the answer or not. 

I ran a few errands and worked some from home. 

I feel used a lot, like the business whore, and I told Jay that again last night. I don’t know that he really gets it. He is trying to survive, and I don’t know how much he’s really growing. It's hard to grow or open up to new possibilities or ways of thinking/being when you feel under siege.

I don’t know how we’re going to do long-term. I haven’t given up but I told him I will move on. I will quit the business sometime this year most likely and try and find some other way to make money. 

I am trying to read different books and also have some basic meditation practices each day that help me stay centered and grow. I feel so very crazy and messed up, but then I am also quite functional.

I wonder how many people are out there like that.

I realize all of us are a little crazy.

One book I read today talked about not letting anger drive the bus. It can be on the bus with you, but not driving the bus. I really liked that. That helped me a lot today.

I can’t deny how hard these things have been and this swirls around the topic of acceptance. I can’t change my childhood or parents. I can’t change the pain or the people. I can change my attitude toward it all and be grateful. How could I know what could have been a different or better life for me… to have different parents, born somewhere else. This is who I am and all of these things are woven into me. I can’t rip that out of me.

The best would be to accept and keep changing in ways these people and places weren’t expecting or thought even possible.

In other non-trauma news, I’ve also decided I’m a One on the Enneagram.

Over and out. 

Fight Club

17 Week 22