I am not what happened to me; I am what I choose to become ….

I walk down the street, There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. 

I fall in.  

I am lost … I am helpless

It isn’t my fault.

It takes forever to find a way out. 

I walk down the same street.  There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. 

I pretend I don’t see it.  I fall in again. 

I can’t believe I am in this same place.  But it isn’t my fault.

It takes a long time to get out.

I walk down the same street.  There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.

I see it is there.  I still fall in … it’s a habit … but, my eyes are open. 

I know where I am.  It is MY fault.  

I get out immediately. 

I walk down the same street.  There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. 

I walk around it. 

I walk down another street. 

(Anonymous Autobiography in Five Short Chapters)/ James Hollis 1993