June 11, 2017
Iím good at hiding my distress, especially from myself. I have a certain way of being which is stable and optimistic; not necessarily cheery, but holding the belief that anything can happen and it could be as much for the good as for the bad. The inner norm might be tested and still, out of habit, my functioning is the same. Not so today. Itís the 6th day of cold, wet weather, too miserable to appreciate. I left work early just to give myself a lift. I lit candles in the fireplace. Itís time for wine. Time for self nurturing.