Acceptance that I am a quadriplegic vacillates even to this day, three years post injury. It was extremely difficult the first year. The thought “I don’t want this” still resonates though less frequently. I will never like this. I will forever miss my previous life and abilities (I will delve into this in a later post). But as I used to tell my clients in therapy, “you may not have created the situation you’re in, but you still have to deal with it.”
This is where acceptance comes in.
You can’t deal with your shitty situation without accepting the shitty situation. Acceptance doesn’t mean liking. It’s not like accepting an apology or award. It’s acceptance of the world you live in at that very moment. I have to continuously repeat acceptance because I vacillate back to willfulness.
I’m curious how you readers have dealt with acceptance, so please leave comments if you wish.
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