Isolating. Because I’m really good at it. Overwhelming sadness feels like a heavy weight on my chest, making it hard to breathe. Intermittent anger. No, it’s more like rage. Paralyzing fear. Indecision. Want to run far, far away. But where to go? Why am I even here, having this experience called Human Being? No answers. At least not today. Yay.
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Isolating. Because I’m really good at it. Overwhelming sadness feels like a heavy weight on my chest, making it hard to breathe. Intermittent anger. No, it’s more like rage. Paralyzing fear. Indecision. Want to run far, far away. But where to go? Why am I even here, having this experience called Human Being? No answers. At least not today. Yay.

Quality Problems…

My pants are falling off.

I’m sleeping better.

I’m only eating when I’m hungry.

I’m not hungry as much (or as often) as I thought I’d be.

My favorite Lucky Brand button fly jeans are only one size away.

I’m showing my daughter what an active mommy looks like (i.e. = a FUN mommy).

My vision is getting better, especially distance.

Mostly? I’m getting better. And better, is better!