Made it to the end of the month with a post a day. 🎉. Had some super good high notes, but finishing on a pretty low one. I’m still honoring offers I’ve made and have had made to me. Just know I’m in my feels about several areas, and am anticipating another. I keep thinking maybe if I wasn’t so tired or hurting so much…or if I didn’t care so deeply…or if I wasn’t smart enough to put things together…you know, if I wasn’t myself, everything would be fine. Holy crap, it’s like dysphoria but with my mind, not my body! Oof! Shit…time to do some sorting, it seems.
I’m thinking about taking a little bit of a posting break on socials. Not that I’m active on many (2). But I’m looking for things that aren’t happening, and I also notice that I might be trying to fit in instead of being myself. Can’t be having that. So maybe it’s time for a week or so off…or an algorithm adjustment of some sort. I’ve got real bad fomo on socials, too, so…yeah.
I can’t believe I’m already counting down to month 2 sobriety. Nine more days.
Much love to everyone. ☀️🙌💛