Confessions to the people of the DaltonVerse

2011: The Guilt- Free Year

I’ve started this new thing in my life since 1/1/2011…

Its been around for a long time, but I’m always late on the up-take…

It’s called “Letting It Go”. Monumental.

Over the past few days, every time I catch myself getting worked up, shoulders tightening, stressed, upset, or feeling guilty about something I simply pause, let my shoulders relax, and then I throw my hands in the air and proclaim:

“It’s a Guilt-Free Year, Baby!”

I’m telling you, it is working WONDERS!

Guilt is your own manifestation, no one else’s. Stress is yours to accept or release. Worry is yours to give attention to, or to simply turn away from and say “Not today, sir… not today”.

I don’t mean neglecting responsibilities. I am talking about being so on top of your own life, so confident in yourself and your abilities that there is no room for anything else.

I will care for the people in my life because I want to, can’t stand not to… not because someone somewhere told my I should.

I will work harder each day than I’ve ever worked before because the pay off is SO worth it, because it is a deep desire… not because guilt says I should.

I will do the things I don’t always want to do because they are leading me to invaluable things… not because I feel that my life has no other options. If I’m doing something that I hate doing that is leading me nowhere… than I had better find a new choice.

I won’t stress or panic over things unsaid… if you want something from me, use your words.

I won’t fear what might happen. Because by the time anything comes around for you… you are usually equipped to handle it in a way your weren’t before. So the fear was worthless, false.

I’m not going to pretend to agree with you if I don’t. I’m not going to put on the face of a girl that I think (or know) you’d rather me be. If you don’t like me than you can walk, leaving room for one more person who does like me.

I won’t promise you more than I can give… I can only give of myself in direct proportion to what I have to offer. And I won’t feel guilty or apologize if you expected more than I promised.

I’m going to live my life in the best way I know how, using the best of myself, based on the best wisdom and knowledge I have at this moment in time. If you want a better version of me, wait a couple of years.

Manifesto complete. The end. All of the above should be read while Barbara Streisand’s “Don’t Rain On My Parade” is playing. Loudly:)