Combating feelings of failure

29. Divorced. Living with my parents. May not be able to afford a home. Don’t know where I want to live, or if I even want to stay in Michigan.

“If I stay in Michigan, am I settling? Am I a failure if I stay here? Am I a failure if I move away again and hate it? Did I cause my marriage to fail? Will my heart ever be whole again?”

All of these feelings are flooding my mind lately. I have been feeding “the bad wolf.”

BUT I have also been feeding “the good wolf.”

“Maybe I need to be surrounded by some of my best friends and parents in Michigan right now. Maybe if I were living by myself I would feel even more alone. Maybe I don’t have to have all the answers on where to live yet, and maybe I can travel a bit to figure that out. Or stay put. I don’t have to do a damn thing if I don’t want to!”

Although being here (‘here’ means being around certain people) reminds of me times that I’ve been hurt, I’m also finding new and old friendships pulling me out of despair and into a feeling of inclusion and, dare I say, home.

Detroit Red Wings!
Facts!
Dive bar in Grand Rapids!
Bowling with Crystal!
A salty dog!
Linley the snow bunny!

Chicago probably isn’t in the cards; I gave that place and experience my everything. But if I stay in Michigan, I’m not a failure. If I move away and hate it, I’m not a failure. If I move away and love it, I’m not a failure. If I ever find love again and it doesn’t pan out the way I want it to, I’m not a failure. I’m not a failure for spending thanksgiving with another family other than my own. And I’m certainly not a failure for feeling all these conflicting emotions while I’m healing my broken heart. ❤️

Media taken November 1 – 16, 2022

12 thoughts on “Combating feelings of failure

  1. Trust me. If there’s a failure about, it is me. I can relate to living with your parents. I do and I am 53. But I am used to living alone and i will eventually prevail. You will make your way too. Just be patient with yourself. You are not a failure.

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  2. You are not a failure – ever. You are brave for starting all over again. The world is your oyster just give it time. I moved to Egypt when I was 42 and then migrated to the USA. My best decade was my fifties when I traveled solo to remote places in central America and the far East. Enjoy this period of healing with friends and family. One day you might live thousands of miles from family like me!

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