unlearning
I've spent a lot of time unlearning and relearning wrestling moves lately.
Restructuring my old way of doing things.
I'm seeing a consistent and brilliant golden thread in all this.
I spent the day at work helping unlearn habits. Reteaching positive self talk, helping unteach self harm.
I spent the evening with an arm drag, unlearning the footwork of a shoot, relearning how to let myself fall.
I've spent the month unlearning destructive patterns, well maybe I've actually spent over a year doing that. But I'm putting them in practice for the first time.
How humbling, not a loss of progress, but a loss of ego. Letting go...
Things will be good, things need to be different. They don't need to change because we've been bad at what we do, but because we're better than we were before.
Healing isn't linear. Neither is growth.
The microwave is calling, my pizza is done. I'm walking back into the apartment, and as I step through the door, I'm finally making my way down the other side of the hill.