I just work up one day and decided, I didn't want to feel like this anymore. So I changed. Just like that.
“I eventually got fed up with the life I have. Because I kbow I deserve greater things in life. But what to do now?”
When you have that realization, that drive to change things. To change yourself—you're welcoming the inevitable. You're welcoming change, you're welcoming transformation. But are you mentally, emotionally, psychologically prepared to go through these? You have to ask yourself. If you're still not ready, then take it slow. Do not rush the transformation, do not impulsively wish to go on full force. And if you're ready, take that leap of faith. You're already sitting on that high horse, prepare to take the ropes, and stir your direction whenever and wherever you wanted it to shift.
Some people wanted a smooth ride. Others preferred to go towards those bumpy ones for the adrenaline. Others wanted to surf the waves, others wanted to swim against the tides, others wanted to run from the tides. Each of those reasons are valid. Like I said, “You do you.” Whatever you think is best for you. Do it.
It's better to do it because regrets come later in life. We don't want to live a life full of regrets right? So when you wanted something, when you feel the fire being lit up and it's guiding you towards your North, you go towards your North. It's better to arrive early than arrive late. When you think you wanted to go South, then go South. Listen your heart, and your mind. They have to work together. You need to do the work to help them work together and coordinate with each other. When you changed, bloom. And move forward, do not look back. Just go.
I sat from my sit. And stared at my client who's being a bit chatty. But I don't mind chatty people especially those who radiant sunshine in their soul. It's reflected on their eyes, it's perfectly seen on their face. A like this people especially no nonsense types of people.
We've talked through life. We've talked about how at a young age she went through a rough phase in having to end her marriage with her first love. She said she changed, she realized that she's worth it. That she's someone who deserves to be loved, cherished, respected, cared and that she didn't received what she's looking for because the guy changed.
I witnessed a lot of these growing up, and even though I am at this stage I still can see this—it does commonly appears in my office at any time of the time of day. Couples who have behavioral issues, mentally unstable, always trying to hurt each other needs to go couple therapy. At least it's what I always suggested as first, it's one of the solution to save marriages.
They made their vows on the altar. They made promises. But why most couple couldn't keep it? They say life is a constant series of changes, changes happening in every aspect of our lives. When it comes to marital status, especially married ones the change is being served in the form of divorce papers. For some it's a bland dish look ng horrible, for others it's a dessert.
It's liberation in some type of way. From the damning chance they mutually agreed on.
Marriage is amazing, even for me it's amazing. But when you're constantly facing different scenarios on how people wanted to file their annulment and divorce in your office. Sometimes I too can't keep a positive attitude about marriages. Especially when the legal matters where taken into the court. And I am actually on the one side, and I have to defend it—I have to do my work even when I know that the other party is on the right. But because my client choose me, I have to defend their rights too, their name, and their reputation—saving their face.
So many words I heard, but I still got here todaym I'm glad those words from others didn't stop me, because this is what I meant to do. It's what my heart and my mind ones, in this choice I was at peace. I feel like I can do it, I feel that is is for me. And I'm glad I took it.
“So, Miss Aranza? Do you regret that you didn't become what most people expected you to be?” My chatty client asked. She's all smiles, different from the first time she came into my office.
I do not want to be enclosed in a box where I couldn't fit. I don't want to be trapped in a box where I do not feel like I truly belong. I always wanted something free. I wanted my soul to be free. I do not want to be chained on the neck by anyone else's prerogative. For me, authenticity is something am striving to be. Not perfection, but liberation. Because I do not like the feeling of being trapped. I don't like to wake up each and everyday regretting my actions just because I didn't listen to myself. The time I had an idea that sparked something in me, the day I changed is the day I decided that I wanted to hear myself from now on. That I wanted to prioritize her because I've been through so much already what I do not need is being hurt again for not doing what I wanted to do.
I turned to her. A smile quickly appeared and was gone in my face. Do I really regret it? No. I don't. I pursed my lips before I let myself express another loop-sided grin.
No. It's worth it. I think I did a great thing not listening to what they expect me to do, because deep down in me I know that I definitely know what's better.
“Do I look like someone who has regrets?” I smiled at her as a ended my question. She smiled back, a twinkle of gleamer passed her eyes before she moved her lips. A signal from which I took as something that will make her say something again.
"You look happy. You look contently happy and sure of what you're doing. I think Attorney, you're great.” She smiled, flashing her polished white teeth after she finalized her words.
I took the path less traveled by, and it all makes it's difference—the amazing kind of difference.