I’m pushing myself harder than ever with my training. I find myself laughing through the burn. I am learning to allow myself to feel it all. Everything. I lost someone along time ago that I never thought I would lose. It’s easier to just go on and not tap into what the loss feels like, to let the years build scar tissue, but if I’m working on balance… Then pushing it off is not inline with that thought process. I have to trust that the Universe knew what it was doing then and that it knows what it’s doing now. Maybe one day. Maybe never? I guess these are the questions that only time can answer. But– I will feel it. I read something once about being forged by fire. Maybe that’s what all this burning is about.
30-something Mississippi queer. Bleeding heart with a soft spot for honesty and oversharing. Conquering corporate America and my own insecurities– one day at a time.