I hate losing stuff! I think I lost my debit card. I may not have lost it. It might just be misplaced or it might be out for a stroll or it might just be mad at me and be hiding someplace. OK, I guess all of those are kind of denying the obvious.
I guess by not saying “I lost it,” I can somehow deflect responsibility. I don’t have to own the fact that I blew it, that I screwed up somehow. I hate admitting that I lost it.
When I lose something, I feel so irresponsible. I beat myself up a bit. I should have been more careful. I should have paid attention. I shouldn’t have been so careless. I have a whole bunch of “should ofs” or “shouldn’t haves.”
But, I guess if I would just admit I made a mistake quickly, I could begin to deal with the loss and get back to living. I could eliminate a whole lot of avoidance and shame issues.
So, let’s give this whole honest admission a chance. My name is Jim and I sometimes lose stuff… or maybe, I just misplace things. I will keep trying!