That's why I wasn't here. I felt the resistance and didn't come back for a day or two. This is my style. Start something, love it, feel the rush. Then the newness energy starts to wear off, and then I hit that moment where I can't decide why I don't feel like showing up, and then I stop.
Instead of sitting with the resistance, still showing up, and sending myself and my resistance some love, I just let it all go.
I guess this is me trying. Trying to continue. Trying to gently press forward so that I can see what's on the other side.
So many things to share with you, that I want to share, but when I show up to the page I get hardcore resistance. Maybe I just need to write the damn stories anyways.
I love you all, each and every one of you who have read my ramblings and those of you who have left me comments. I love you.
I know the feeling. We gotta do what we gotta do! <3
ReplyDeleteI'm in the same boat! I think just keep showing up and tell those stories.
ReplyDeleteJust write them anyway. I'd love to read them.
ReplyDeleteIt is OK to take care of ourselves. We all need to remember that!
ReplyDeleteGlad you showed up. I know that resistance well...a very humbling feeling.
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