A Good Question

D, my younger sister and only sibling, has a way of putting things into perspective for me. On Monday, after enduring one of my distress sessions and giving some sound advice, she concluded by asking me, "So, what are you going to do to take care of yourself tonight?"

It was an easy question, but I found it hard to answer at first. I wanted to sarcastically say, "I'm going home to sit and wallow the day away." But that sounded pathetic and just a tad defeatist. Plus, she would have berated me for being a smart-ass, so I didn't mess around.

It made me focus on a manageable amount of my future, rather then letting me dwell on and feel overwhelmed by the past. It bluntly asked if I was going to continue to harm myself with self-destructive thoughts or if I was going to allow myself to get better. I was removed from the role of passive spectator or helpless victim and required to actively plan and ultimately take responsibility for myself.

Tonight, the answer is easy. I'm going to meet up with some fellow bloggers to enjoy their company over an espresso or two (or three). It's such a good question. I just need to remember to ask it.