Wow. I haven’t touched this blog in over a week. I hit a wall, and no matter how much I told myself I SHOULD write something, in the words of my 4(?) year old self…”I can’t want to!” So, no posts. There’s one more day to this writing challenge, but I can tell you now,
The “never enough” monster has lived in my brain too long. The nit-picking, the quick skimming over successes, the extensive dwelling on the shortfalls. I can be a real bitch. Today I’m speaking up and saying “SHUT UP!!!” to that inner voice who can’t seem to get enough. For a lot of years I’ve used
Ok, so not all of these are technically “things”, this is me “speaking up” about what makes me smile, gives me hope, fills me with joy: Facebook posts that inspire me to close Facebook and go find something enjoyable to do The drop of the temperature in fall, accompanied by sharp blue skies and fiery
I did something today that I never thought I would do. I freely told a distant (extended) family member about being in therapy. Yup. At a family event, I was simultaneously pulled into a conversation, and outed as someone who is a “worrier”. It could have been really embarrassing, awkward and uncomfortable, but surprisingly even
I have nothing to talk about this evening, that much I can tell you. It’s Friday night. I just finished re-counting the squares I’ve crocheted so far for Jack’s Creeper Blanket (see February 25’s post “Getting Craft-y“). Due to the size of the individual squares, I had to reduce the number of squares from 768
I learned today that the Sandra Bland tragedy struck closer to home than I realized. I was reading a blog post, by this pastor, about how Senator Bernie Sanders took the time to sit down and talk with Sandra’s mother recently. (I have to say, I have a great deal of hope for our country
Neither depression, nor anxiety are fun topics. I struggle with both. It’s not something I hide, nor is it something I talk about publicly very often. I have been in regular therapy for a few years now. I have had moments when I feared that maybe someone would try to use that knowledge against me
After the migraines this past week, I realized that although my writing topic is Speaking Up, I am needing to do some “listening up” as well. My body is sending full out alarms about the way I am managing the stress in my life. (Hint: not very well.) I hit a real low earlier in
Another migraine tonight. Things are not going well. Maybe tomorrow.
Back after a mini vacation with J4 and J5 to a nearby water park for a couple of nights. We had a nice little getaway. Ended it yesterday, though, by having 3 almost back-to-back ocular migraines. I haven’t had one of those in years. Needless to say, it was a rough day. Today was restorative.