{"id":4226,"date":"2015-02-06T07:30:23","date_gmt":"2015-02-06T12:30:23","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/njcts.org\/tsparents\/?p=4226"},"modified":"2015-02-06T07:30:23","modified_gmt":"2015-02-06T12:30:23","slug":"my-word-of-the-year-discipline","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/njcts.org\/tsparents\/my-word-of-the-year-discipline\/","title":{"rendered":"My word of the year: DISCIPLINE"},"content":{"rendered":"

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It has occurred to me recently that whining and complaining is not all that it’s cracked up to be. At some point in one’s life, it becomes necessary to actually\u00a0do<\/em>\u00a0something about what they want changed. This realization didn’t happen for me with doobage and unicorn rainbows shooting out my arse at a yoga studio run by a guru named Spirit Chevrolet. It happened for me at a red light on my way home from Target.<\/p>\n

I had been stewing and stewing all day about finding work and putting away Christmas decorations and making school lunches and “Why can’t I just get a break I am working so\u00a0haaaard<\/em>?” when a little voice came into my head with four words that pretty much changed everything. “Shut the hell up.”<\/p>\n

“Excuse me?” I thought to myself. But I felt that same voice tugging at me. Call it God. Call it my inner voice. Call it an angel with an attitude. I don’t care. For that moment, I sat in my own truth — the truth that it was up to ME to do something different. I knew this already, but it wasn’t until that moment that I\u00a0really<\/em>\u00a0knew.<\/p>\n

For many \u00a0years, I wanted the tics to change.<\/p>\n

I wanted people to change to make me feel better about my life.<\/p>\n

Since those fantasies didn’t actually translate into real life for me, it was now time for me to change myself. A few excuses I had for whining, complaining and basically throwing a big boo boo tantrum for the past few months included, \u00a0but are not limited to:<\/p>\n