Down in the dumps. Tears flowing, negativity overwhelming me, self-pity and fury rising up in me like a torrent of water. AAAAAGH!
That was this morning.
If there’s one thing about feelings you can guarantee, it’s this: they will always change.
So this afternoon, after a few more ups and downs, I’m sitting in our local tea shop (all very old-fashioned, nice and soothing), asking myself this question:
If I took the noose off from around myself, what would my life look like?
Then there were plenty of answers, none of which I felt particularly connected to. Each sentence began with ‘I would…’. Looking back over them, I decided to change the ‘I would…’ to ‘I am…’. Then I noticed [read more]