The Oppression of Always

I always get nauseous before speaking.

I always get headaches when I fly.

I always end up getting the raw end of the deal.

I always freeze when making big decisions.

I always come in last place.

I always get there late.

I always get rejected.

I always lose.

I always…

Ahhhhh, the oppression of always.

The minute we attach always to a negative outcome, we train our brains to expect it. We lull ourselves into believing our past is our future. We make inevitable what is, until that moment, simply a projection.

Sure, that projection may be based on real data. Failed attempts and repeated discouragement. Maybe the last 3 relationships ended in heartache. Maybe the last 2 flights caused a headache. Maybe the last 5 attempts at exercise have ended with feelings of dejection and a pint of ice-cream on the couch.

The past will always “inform” the future.

To deny that is to deceive.

Yet, it need not “determine” the future.

The world of writing is a powerful example. Many of the most successful authors were rejected by publishers dozens (some, hundreds) of times, before getting a deal or having a breakout book.

Agatha Christie was rejected for five years before landing her first deal and going on to sell more than $2 billion of books. J.K. Rowling’s original Harry Potter manuscript was rejected a dozen times before being accepted by an editor at Bloomsbury, along with guidance that Rowling should keep her day job. Margaret Mitchell was rejected 38 times before selling Gone With the Wind. Walt Disney was fired from his newspaper job because he lacked imagination. Theodor Seuss Geisel, a/k/a Dr. Seuss, had his first book rejected by 27 publishers.

Had they stopped because the past was riddled with rejection and assumed that would “always” be the case, the world would not have benefited from these great works. And, they would’ve lived lives of profoundly stifled expression and potential.

Telling ourselves the story of “always + undesired outcome” wreaks havoc, not just on our ability to succeed, but on our lives. We begin to see failure and pain as a matter of fate. We stop believing a successful outcome is possible. That disbelief in possibility leads to inaction, which in turn seals the inevitability of our past becoming our future.

I’m not asking anyone to wade into the pool of delusional optimism…

I’m saying, flip the script.

This is a concept that is all too familiar in my household. So much so that when I merely mention the possibility of a negative outcome, my sweet daughter looks me in the eyes and says, “Mom, can you NOT speak that into existence?!”

Yes, that goal we have may take a long time. Yes, we may get knocked to the ground a hundred times first. Yes, we may still struggle. Yes, other people may nail it on the first try, while we continue to get taken down. Yes, not getting what we want out of the gate sucks. Yes, we may still fail, no matter how many paths to success we try.

But, then again, we may not…

And, here’s the interesting thing about success that comes after a mounting lineage of defeat. If and when we finally break out. If and when we stop getting knocked down. If and when the struggle begins to ease. If and when we’re the one who nails it, it will matter so much more. We will feel it so much more deeply than if it had just been signed, sealed, and delivered on day one.

We dream of instant success, devoid of effort or struggle or denial. And, who could argue with the desire for a little more ease along the way? BUT, the truth is, all too often, success without effort is hollow.

It is the very fact that it didn’t come easily that instills triumph with meaning.

Still, none of this becomes real until we back away from the tyranny of always. Until we stop torturing ourselves with false-negative absolutes. Until we change always to not yet, or maybe. Or, what if? Until we crack open the window, even a smidgen, to possibility.

Words matter. Even the ones nobody hears but us. The ones uttered only in the cavernous reaches of our psyche. Especially those.

Time to step out from under the reign of the tyranny of always. To stand in a place of possibility.

Yes, our past will always inform our future. But it need not seal it.

Monica was born and raised in a little town called Erath, about 20 miles south of Lafayette. After high school, she went on to continue her education at the University of Louisiana at Lafayette - GEAUX CAJUNS! She is a proud 2004 alumna, with a Bachelor's Degree in Marketing & Business Law, and a minor in Finance. Lucky for her, it didn’t take long to land a dream career in healthcare. These days, you can find her living her best life as a chauffer, photographer, crisis manager, and cheerleader for her precious daughter, Layla. When she’s not recovering from life with a tween, you can find her passionately pursuing Jesus, volunteering, writing for Lafayette Mom, or at her CrossFit box. Monica has a passion for people and empowering other women, but if you want to empower her, then it will most certainly be through a freshly brewed pot of coffee!