You know damn well you will never reheat that pasta.
French fries suck when you microwave them. What the hell are you going to do
with just 5 nachos anyway? 

 Guilt. Guilt is the reason you brought that food home.
Guilt is a powerful thing. Maybe it’s the brainwash job your parents did to you
growing up? You know, the one about the starving kids in Ethiopia or Africa.
Those commercials with the flies and the kids with extended bellies and Sally
Struthers telling you to donate your coffee money? They did a number on most of
us growing up and our parents used it as leverage to get us to eat our Lima
beans.

 It’s ok. You didn’t do anything wrong. To quote the emotional
Robin Williams and Matt Damon scene in the Movie Good Will Hunting “It’s
not your fault…it’s not your fault”. 
This behavior is a product of your upbringing and the programming that
your family did to your brain.

 Guilt is baggage. Guilt is weight. Guilt often takes up
space in your head and heart; much like that half eaten meatball sandwich. That
sandwich, for some odd reason, you put in the crisper drawer in the fridge. Why
in the crisper?  Because you don’t want
to see it. Seeing it reminds you of the guilt. Hiding it behind something keeps
you from seeing it when you look in the fridge and realize that you have
“nothing…nothing at all” to eat and order a pizza. Only to leave
that pizza in the box, in your fridge, for 4 days before you toss it out as
well.

 You’ve got to deal with guilt in your life. You can’t let
it consume you and fill the refrigerator shelves of your life.  When you take it “home” with you,
then you need to digest it and not let it sit there as a constant reminder of
unfinished business. Unfinished things and shame only hold you back and slow
down your forward progression.

 We all have baggage. We all have guilt. It’s important to
recognize it, process, dispose or consume it. Nobody is forcing you to hang
onto that guilt; just like nobody is forcing you to take home the leftover
lasagna. The server will not judge you. Nor will the people sitting at the
table next to you.

 I’ve said some pretty dumb things in my life. I’ve hurt
feeling and caused my share of drama. I recognize it, accept it and have
learned from it. It doesn’t do any good to sit there, day after day, and let it
weigh on my brain and heart. What’s done is done, what was said was said and in
order to grow, I’ve had to move on. I’m not numb and my heart isn’t frozen like
those chicken nuggets that have been in the freezer since 2014.  I am just as hard on myself as you are and I
haven’t given myself a pardon for my actions. 
I just learned to properly stack and sort the things that matter in
life. To not allow my leftovers to become heavier than they need to be. To
throw away items that no longer teach me something or provide
“nourishment” to my overall being. I have forgiven myself for things
that I have done and forgiven others because it’s the right thing to do.

 Clearing the shelves in your life allows for bigger,
better and healthier things to come your way. Take inventory of your heart and
mind and #Tryharder to make the changes needed to move forward.