Everyone has baggage. The older we get the more baggage we have. Some of us take a few pieces of Samsonite with us. It represents our disappointments in life. Others drag our complete ensemble where ever we go. hoping it will protect us. So much baggage that it often prevents people from getting close to them.
I’ve been out with people, who talk about all the people who have done them wrong. You’ve seen them. Victims, who seem to enjoy telling their tales of woe. A narrative, creating a force field so powerful, it prevents others from entering.
We all have baggage, some of it has made us wiser. Other pieces represent hurt and disappointment. Its a part of who we are. No amount of baggage can protect us from the world. Too much can guarantee a life of being alone. Remind yourself despite everything the world has hurled your way. You are still amongst the living. So take a few bags. A few small bags,a combination of wisdom and pain so we can stay woke and some new large bags filled with hope and optimism.