Each month, on the day this comes
something rocks my boat. When I think of my list of excuses I realize it's Dumb. No it's me or us, not any other outside force. I can only control myself. If I'm sad, that's my fault.
I've got to move on, get happy, and do this in like three hours.
Please don't say just relax. If I had no idea what I was doing and didn't know my body, that might be easier to do. I may fire my therapist for saying it, please don't join that club.
It's very easy for you to say just relax, for me it sounds ridiculous. Ridiculous but I know you mean well, and yes I should probably try it.
But for now, shh. At least let me think it's my own idea should I try it.
As I go to hit publish I think of what everyone thinks of me. I really live my life in two week increments. Two weeks POAS, then trying really hard for two more weeks to not POAS. Repeat. It is sad, I hope you realize I know that, I am sad for me too.