Ceding Control

Have you ever met a control freak? Do you know one? Are you one? I am one. It may or may not be as bad as you think, but trust me when I tell you, and this is not an easy confession, that I am one. I have had one or two people tell me over the years, and disagree though I did, vehemently so. But I finally give in; I am a control freak: everything has to work my way. Things have to be just so. And only I can do it that way. A completely silly way of irritating people.

And to think that I always say that I am not a superwoman! I mean, I came to the realization that I couldn’t, definitely could not do everything or be everywhere by myself. You would think that also meant giving up trying to control things, right? Ha!

A few weeks ago, I had a flat tire driving out of VGC at 6am on my way to work. And it was still dark. I looked around; there was not a soul in sight…what to do? I did the first few practical things I could do: I exchanged heels for slippers, rolled up the sleeves of my pristine shirt then took out the spare tire, the tools and laid them out beside the car. Please note: I have never changed a tire before in my life, but I would totally do it if I have to.  But that morning, staring at that ‘mess’, I told myself, oh no, there is no way am I adding changing tyres to the retinue of things that I (am  sometimes forced to) do! Change gas cylinders, bulbs, fix plumbing, wash car etc. I draw the line here.
No.
I am not changing tires.

A good Samaritan (good because I pleaded for his name and contact, he refused) eventually showed up and saved the day. Sad to say, I cut short his jogging time. 
So, not allowing myself think of changing that tire is, in my opinion, voluntarily opting out of being a superwoman, and it is ceding control.

Since that day, a lot of changes have taken place. I gladly shrug off some 'self-imposed' responsibility that I used to delude myself would cause the world to stop turning on its axis if I didn't do them myself.  And I confess I have made a lot of progress in relaxing my iron grip. Very painless I must say, and freeing, I might add! 

Ceding control is much less head-achy than exercising it. Let someone else carry the burden.

Take a cue.

Be Free Oh!