I woke up this morning feeling very scared and anxious about something.
I didn’t quite know what.
Maybe the fact that I have no idea where I’m heading with my life.
Maybe the fact that I had a recent rather traumatic experience,
for which I still haven’t found the necessary acceptance to fully move on.
I didn’t know exactly. All I know was that my thoughts were driving me mad.
I felt like I was either going to explode in anger or burst into tears from the intensity of my feelings.
Then, I suddenly had enough. Instead of whimpering, I turned around and looked my thoughts straight in the eye.
“Stop doing that. Stop it right now. I do not need to make a decision about my life right away.
Give me some time, to learn, to experience, to process. Stop pushing me and berating me. I might take some time, but you know I always manage to save…
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