I am not...the "Tomato Police"

I am not…the “Tomato Police”

12-3-2016

I was able to go to the grocery store on Thursday. And I am trying to find some tiny tomatoes, making sure that they weren’t dried up. I spotted a couple that were spoiled. What was my first thought? I needed to tell someone, that someone was not doing their job. Seriously? Yes. Who in the hell am I?
I find myself thinking, asking myself, why do I do things like that? Is it the people pleasing attitude? Is it that I need to control everything? And thus the question. Am I a “tomato policeman“? Do I want or need to be a “tomato policeman“? This is a question that can be asked of me anytime that I stick my nose into something that isn’t my business. Do I do this because I am angry at life and still need to “prove” myself as good if not better?
Yes, I am always asking these questions now. Because I want my behavior to change to a better way. A better way in my recovery.
There are things to be conscience of, the child who might be abused. Those require a different attitude.
I need to redefine my line of minding my business as opposed to being that, “tomato police”.  One step at a time. Its never to late to make appropriate changes.
So now as my reminder, I will use the phrase, I am not a tomato policewoman. LOL
bjw