So I have had a rough couple of weeks. I've slacked off on my journaling and on celebrating my little victories. I haven't blogged much. I've been in semi-survival mode and have returned to unhealthy coping mechanisms. But I'm okay. I'm recovering. And I feel like I may even be coming out better on the other side. I've been more honest with myself through this process. And it is a process. I won't wake up one morning and everything be just perfect. I am working towards the me I know I am inside. And I have to allow that to happen. I have to allow myself to make mistakes and to fall backwards. I have to believe that I can continue to pick myself back up.
I know I have so much more work to do. And that's okay. I give myself permission to take things slowly. And I recognize that I am trying, and that this journey is important to me. I am important to me.
I will begin journaling again. I was going to say that I will start tomorrow, but forget that--I am starting this evening. I will journal again. I will make art. I will sing and listen to music. And I will begin to do the things for myself that are important to me. I will begin to see the good again.
So I will start with me...
And let me say that I suppose this is my small victory :)
