January 28, 2016
At art therapy last time, I realized that I spend a lot of mental energy wondering if I'm living life correctly. Seriously. Even at my advanced age, I'm still questioning my permissions, my work ethic. It's like I've swallowed a parent and I'm still struggling for approval. To combat this I'm making an effort to be a supportive friend to myself. When I start to doubt my accomplishments of the day, I challenge it: Wait! I did this and that and I review my steps of the day with a positive spin. This balances out the negativity. I'm doing OK!