Dealing with Trash

There is no doubt about it that sometimes in life you come across ‘Trash!’ Well normally trash goes in the bin doesn’t it? Sometimes I think we should have an internal trash bin, a bit like the sort you have on a pc, you look at whatever it is, decide you don’t like it and whoosh it’s sent off to be disposed of never to return. I guess there are people that do have the skill to deal with the everyday trash that comes their way but what about the trash that catches you completely off guard, you know, the sort that knocks you off your feet? We all of us get ourselves into situations that we would rather not have, situations that we could not possibly have foreseen! I’ve been pretty rubbish at communicating when I’m unhappy about something tending to hold on to resentment which turns into frustration and then ultimately anger. (Trash!) Communication is key I’m told and yet I’ve communicated with sensitivity, words carefully chosen, before the resentment started to build, I’ve used brisk walks in order to dispel the negativity that threatened. The ‘Trash’ returned the next day bigger and tougher, the skip full to the brim and yet still it keeps coming. I have felt overwhelmed by it, buried in the utter stench of it. I’m trying to work out what I do with this trash given that there doesn’t appear to be a bin big enough to hold it. I need to sit with my thoughts, to process the chaos, to create some clarity. Perhaps the sense of knowing and understanding who I am and what I stand for is my waste disposal unit.