what would happen if we didn’t censor ourselves constantly? i’m sure not all of you fall prone to this, but if you’re anything like me, you usually play things over in your head before giving them wings. what you’re going to say, how you’re going to say it, how you’re going to stand or sit or smile. it’s endless. and exhausting!
I co-lead a social skills group for adolescents on Mondays & Thursdays & today one of the 12 year old boys yelled the f.bomb when he said the word he was supposed to be describing for our game and while I definitely requested that he apologize, it was excellent! I was ecstatic that this young man was even playing our game after he’d told me for the last two days during my visits at his house how much he disliked group. He apologized, and drew another word, and do you know what he said on the way home? after he wasn’t allowed to sit in the front seat and he wanted to get home but we had to stop for gas? “Group was actually really fun today.” Traffic cleared and doves flew out of the trees and joyous music started playing…but really, my cheeks nearly hurt from smiling so big.
You know what else about today? For some reason I completely was under the impression that Group started at 5pm when really it started at 4 which made me an hour behind schedule with picking up my kids and bringing them to group. annddd I was supposed to be leading. awesome. earlier in the day I had tweeted one of my favorite Postsecrets, and this is it below…Good thing I took my own advice because being self-defeating is a waste of my life.
