UNWANTED CHANGE
It is often said that the only constant in life is change; but while it is constant, it is not always easy.
Life isn’t aways easy, and neither is change. Unwanted change never feels good to me, at least not in the beginning, and maybe never.
When change is forced on me — decisions I don’t want to make, moves I feel pushed into, losing what has been important to me (or even not so important) and other feelings of loss or abandonment, I can feel stunned, frustrated, anxious, helpless, even angry, which is how I felt when Trump was given the Presidency even though he lost the popular vote. I was forced to somehow transition from a President I liked and trusted (Barack Obama) to one who I didn’t even consider to be leadership material. So even today, trying to cope with a man I see as a beast toward democracy and the American people has been very difficult, and sometimes heart breaking.
Other unwanted, smaller changes in my life have also aroused many of my more negative reactions, even though some have turned out to be the proverbial blessings in disguise. Change such as when Huffpost closed out its comments section which led me to Yabberz 1. It took awhile for me to become accustomed to it, I didn’t post a starter post/story for quite awhile, and I took my time, dragging my feet, before I became a Pundit. Pundits were all men, and even though I was encouraged by a well known Pundit from Ireland to throw my hat into the ring, I told myself I didn’t want the responsibility.
Now I have been forced into another change; not at all as monumental as having a destructive, lying leader in charge of my country, but a change which means losing the original Yabberz to move onto Yabberz 2 (on Medium) or walk away from Yabberz altogether; and so I am giving the new a try, while part of my is saying to myself “no, no, no,” and another part is saying — “let go! This site — Yabberz 1 -is my place to be, a place to read and talk about politics, the news, to resist Trump as well as various other subjects that interest me; and to be involved in a community on line that has been important to me. I know that now I have a new place to be, to try out, to see if it fits my life and interests, and to see if this new place forms a community to my liking.
Nothing is permanent, but I will do my best to be open to the possibilities.
Maybe everything happens for a reason, and maybe not, and accepting change may not be one of my stronger traits, but I must move on, so I have decided to move onto the new with as much good grace as I can muster.
This story, with a few minor edits, was first posted on Yabberz l. So far I have really enjoyed reading stories on Medium, and responding to a few. I think I might like it here.
