Day three of rethinking, retraining, focusing, and most of all trusting...
Slept in late, lazed around, took myself to a movie, read, wrote, drank in solitude and my own company instead of worrying or feeling guilty or thinking about all of the other things that I should be doing besides taking care of myself, mysoul.
Didn't take it personal when he was a little short because he was exhausted, or when I got that certain look from her that brought me back to that icky place in my childhood. Okay I lie, I took it personal, for about 5 seconds, and then forced myself to take it to a different place and just not give a flying f*ck.
Progress...
Standing back and looking at the footpath that my feet have created on the road less traveled and thinking that life is good, so very good. Remnants of that dirt between my toes stands as proof that I traveled down that road and survived, and remind me that I can travel down a different one now, one that's less difficult but more fulfilling.
2 comments:
Hey, I read this and wondered how you're doing now that some time has passed?
Hi Lora, thanks for commenting. Some days are better than others, but I'm working on it, and growing as I go :)
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