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On Substack I get into the cracks and crevices of my life, who I was, to who I am, how I've healed through it all, and so much more.
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Running Away Was Running My Life
I was, you could say, a career party gal. We liked to say “professional partiers” because, you know, we still got on with life and
hard work.
I did work hard as hell too..very chaotically. I teetered dramatically between being incredibly focused on achieving my goals, and letting loose…too loose…to the point of unraveling. My life was a mess, my goals were a mess, love..omg, health - shit, habits - inconsistent. And I told myself a shit ton of little lies all the way through it. My “hard work” was taking me nowhere, and I was absolutely destroying myself and every little ounce of freaking light and love that existed inside of me. When I tell you I was EMPTY…..whew.
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Is balance what you want...
Is that what you really want, or is it harmony?
A dance.
A flexible, adaptable, o p e n life.
One not lived so rigid.
A life that feels like freedom.
When your energy is already so drained..
When you can’t take another task on your plate..
When your body is already full of anxiety and the very idea of another “thing” makes you want to crawl into a hole and never leave..
Finding harmony sounds like a joke.
A life for someone else.
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I'll cut right to it...
I’m about to tell you a cold hard truth I’ve never told…well, I think anyone.
I used to hate myself.
A strong word, I know. I always say no one is worth hating because it takes too much energy. Whew, it did EMPTY me..
It was hard living in a “love yourself” world and secretly, so desperately wanting to.
How could I love me?
Most days I woke up frustrated not only with what my life was, but the fact that I had to deal with me every single day, for the rest of my life. UGH. I would think to myself: Why did I have to get stuck in this body, with this shit mind, and these out-of-control thoughts?!
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