When I approached my friends and family about the light bulb moment, they all just stared at me blankly. I am not too sure if they understood my concern with what was going on, or even worse what might happen. I was very confused. Honestly these are the people you turn to in time of need, and they were looking at me like I was crazy. I don’t think they understood my fear, or for that wanted to understand this new paranoia.
Talk about a kick to the teeth. Then I remembered the one of the very first seminars my husband dragged me too. They spent most of the weekend talking about the idea of Content vs. Context…to be successful you need to surround your self with those who share the context side of the glass, as the content is subjective. Meaning you only ever learn what you think/feel is important. You cannot force some one to change their context like you can force feed content. Make sense?
From that point on, although I will admit it is difficult on a regular basis, but I had to stop caring about what others thought of me. I am going to do right by me, my husband and my kids, no matter what others may think of my so called madness. One of my favourite quotes of all times says it best…
Be who you are and say what you feel,
because those who mind don’t matter,
and those who matter don’t mind.
― Dr. Seuss