How many times have you been asked for money?
Everyone has their “rough” times, but it didn’t matter. I couldn’t get over the feeling that they were lazy, chose to fuck up their lives, and deserved it. I knew it was wrong.
“What we fear doing most is usually what we most need to do”
But why was I really mad?
Just like the worker, I sacrificed a lot for my six figure pharmacy check. Some of the things included…
- The weekends I spent studying instead of going out with my friends
- All the holidays I spent away from home because I had to work
- My inescapable $180K student loan from pharmacy school
It wasn’t fair that I had to bust my ass for a career that I didn’t love. So when I saw beggars simply ask for money, I thought… why the fuck would I give to this “lazy” fucker over here?
- Am I truly loving, open, and as giving as I think I am?
- Do I only give people accept and love me?
- Do I ever truly give from my heart?
The truth? I didn’t give from my heart. That’s when I realized I saw myself as a victim. I wanted beggars to suffer for their money, because I felt like a victim.
At the end of the day, it was my choice.
Who chose to go to pharmacy school, take on a $180,000 loan, and work in California? It was me… not anyone else’s.
Was it the beggar’s fault that I was miserable in my life? Was it RIGHT to treat beggars this way? So when I realized that I was doing this, I cried like a bitch. How did this show up in the rest of my life?
Want to know the easiest way to breakout of the “victim” mentality?
Make choices. Stop blaming other people for your problems. When things don’t go the way you want, take full responsibility for your results. And then love yourself unconditionally.
Why? It’s hard work.