13 Things Mentally Strong People Don’t Do. Amy MorinЧитать онлайн книгу.
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To all who strive to become better today than they were yesterday
Contents
Introduction
What is Mental Strength?
Chapter 1 They Don’t Waste Time Feeling Sorry for Themselves
Chapter 2 They Don’t Give away their Power
Chapter 3 They Don’t Shy away from Change
Chapter 4 They Don’t Focus on things they can’t Control
Chapter 5 They Don’t Worry about Pleasing Everyone
Chapter 6 They Don’t Fear Taking Calculated Risks
Chapter 7 They Don’t Dwell on the Past
Chapter 8 They Don’t Make the Same Mistakes Over and Over
Chapter 9 They Don’t Resent other People’s Success
Chapter 10 They Don’t Give Up after the First Failure
Chapter 11 They Don’t Fear Alone Time
Chapter 12 They Don’t Feel the World Owes them Anything
Chapter 13 They Don’t Expect Immediate Results
Conclusion Maintaining Mental Strength
When I was twenty-three, my mother died suddenly from a brain aneurysm. She’d always been a healthy, hardworking, vibrant woman who had loved life right up until her last minute on earth. In fact, I saw her the night before she died. We met at an auditorium to watch a high school basketball tournament. She was laughing, talking, and enjoying life like she always did. But just twenty-four hours later she was gone. The loss of my mother affected me deeply. I couldn’t imagine going through the rest of my life without her advice, laughter, or love.
At the time, I was working as a therapist at a community mental health center, and I took a few weeks off to privately deal with my grief. I knew I couldn’t be effective at helping other people unless I was able to productively deal with my own feelings. Becoming used to a life that no longer included my mother was a process. It wasn’t easy, but I worked hard to get myself back on my feet. From my training as a therapist, I knew that time doesn’t heal anything; it’s how we deal with that time that determines the speed at which we heal. I understood that grief was the necessary process that would eventually alleviate my pain, so I allowed myself to feel sad, to get angry, and to fully accept what I’d truly lost when my mother passed away. It wasn’t just that I missed her—it was also the painful realization that she would never be there again during the important events in my life and that she would never experience the things she’d looked forward to—like retire from her job and become a grandmother. With supportive friends and family, and my faith in God, I found a sense of peace; and as life went on, I was able to remember my mother with a smile, rather than with pangs of sadness.
A few years later, as we approached the third anniversary of my mother’s death, my husband, Lincoln, and I discussed how to best honor her memory that weekend. Friends had invited us to watch a basketball game on Saturday evening. Coincidentally, the game was being played in the same auditorium where we’d last seen my mother. Lincoln and I talked about what it would be like to go back to the place where we’d seen her, just three years ago, on the night before she passed away.
We decided it could be a wonderful way to celebrate her life. After all, my memories of her that night were very good. We’d laughed, had