Have you ever thought that you were tired of being the nail!
Well I am!
It is funny, in a not so funny way if I can even be explain it, that being the nail seems to be part of who I am.
I have found no matter what I do or who I meet, or even where I am I take on the role of being the ‘nail’. I become someone who people vent to, or hammer down with their emotional, mental and more ailments. I take them on, wear the ‘pounding’ and try and offer an out.
When I began this blog I was sitting at a friends place. A very close family friends, ones who had housed me and my daughter when home was no longer safe. We sat around the dinner table over a home cooked meal and I tried to make light of what was a hideous situation for me and my 13 year old.
It has been a few months, more like a year, and I still find myself acting as the nail.
I wonder if being the nail and being hammered all the time is a bad thing. Maybe at the time, that is how I viewed it.
However, upon reflecting on this maybe I am the nail because I can take it. Life has thrown me more than one curve ball, more than one hard ball that, has no other aim than throwing your life into complete upheaval for a reason.
Maybe it’s because I can be the nail. I can be that someone. With all I have been through and what I have around me makes me strong.
I was, just on Sunday past walking the rocky outcrop mear Point Danger in New South Wales, admiring the bolts and the screws that held the wooden pathway together. Made of stainless steel because they don’t rust.
Maybe that’s me, stainless steel. I don’t rust easy. Over time yes but I have a lot in me in the mean time.
Maybe with a bit of care and tenderness in between the hammering I can manage!
So a year ago, being the nail was a shitty thing, today I think it’s okay.
I can be someone else’s nail! Because I am strong enough!
Maybe it just takes time to realise the strength you have and the difference you can make when you do!
So maybe I am not tired of being the nail! More embracing it!!