For years, I’ve had a hard time letting go. The things I surround myself with have brought me a sense of joy. The activities I participate in have been a major part of my identity – my sense of self. But things are just things (I learned that lesson so well when we downsized two years ago) and identity shouldn’t be defined by activities; rather, activities should be an extension of identity. So, I’m starting on my new year’s resolutions early. I’m cleaning house (mentally) and getting rid of everything that doesn’t work for me anymore. I will no longer hang on to things or participate in activities just because I’m afraid I’ll lose part of my sense of self. I will no longer surround myself with people who are not supportive of me and who don’t add value to my life. I will not waste one moment of my life interacting with bullies and small-minded people who only seem to feel good at someone else’s expense. I’ve already closed the door on one of my oldest activities/hobbies (reenacting), and I’m about to let go of another one that has been near and dear to my heart for several years.
I know who I am, and I’m shedding anything that only serves as a distraction or detraction to my true identity. I am a husband, a father, a brother, a son, and a friend. I am an author, a critiquer, and a consultant to other writers. From this point forward, if it’s not related to my family/friends, my writing, my clients/fellow-writers, or my health (both physical and mental), it’s gone, and I’m never opening the door again to those extraneous things..
I am William Speir, and nothing and no one will interfere with who I am ever again.