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The Unrockable Boat

Of late I've been experiencing a private satisfaction in where I am personally. Most notably how I have disengaged from old habits that kept me from growing or feeling good.
One of those old habits is : reacting. I've had many things to be annoyed, angry, hurt about but I have not reacted and given the other party any satisfaction in acknowledging they have disappointed me. I simply acknowledged "ah so that is their real character and motivation, pretty distasteful" and removed them as any kind of priority in my world. They don't get my energy, they don't get my time. Much like a swift dropkick- the opponent its now rendered inactive.
I don't waste time on online trolls or arguing with strangers, I fully recognize when people who call themselves friends actively screw me over and purposely pass me up for opportunities or help. It is all good. When you have become an oasis unto yourself you are not searching.
You dont need compliments or ego boosts or a "posse". You don't need approval or games or any explanations. You are whole and free. Comfortable in your own skin, with your own journey and path to walk.
You dont need a parade or cheerleaders. You don't need to do things that fulfill other peoples ideas of who you are.
It is glorious freedom and I'm so happy to have found it. Peace within yourself-you are the oasis. The unrockable boat in the storm at last.

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