Let me ask you a question. Have you ever opened something and you couldn’t turn it off again? Let me give you an example, let’s say you turned on a tap, you wanted just a little water. However, the tap had other plans, it opened right up! Couldn’t turn it off. All you can do it wait for the water to run its course. Wait. That’s all you can do. If you tried to turn the tap off by other means, it created more pressure, causing more problems. If you tried to catch all the water, it made a bigger mess because the weight was too much so you could do was wait.
How am I going to clean this up? I should have never been thirsty. I hope no one notices this mess. If I leave the house will they know, will they see the water marks?
This is how I have been feeling lately, only replace water with anxiety. Continue reading
I am 30 years old and I still blast Spice Girls in my car. I mean I can feel it, pretty sure the car behind me can too. When I’m cleaning, the girls are playing in my ear, hell they are with me when I’m running, kilometre after kilometre I have girl power messages echoing through my head. I grew up listening to them. I watched the movies, wore the t-shirts and I ate the candy!
We all have goals in life. Loose 10 lbs. Run a successful business. Own your own house. Run 10K. Whatever it is, we all have goals and we all have setbacks.
I have always been a fit person. There was a phase in my life where I was what some people referred to as ‘skinny fat’. I didn’t really do anything but I was ‘skinny’, but no means fit, that was my metabolism at work. I didn’t feel good, I just appeared to be fit.
Feeling comfortable in my own skin!
I was getting lost in my own mind, while on the world wide web (that can be a very tangled and scary place, my brain) and I stumbled across poetry.