I'm getting better, I think. Better at surviving. Better at floating along. Better at persisting, at bouncing back, at catching myself before I fall down endless pits.
I'm trying to prove something to myself. I'm starting to talk a bigger game. I'm learning to call the shots. I'm learning to sniff out the B.S. I'm starting to self-indulge, explore my tastes, and do things for the sake of granting myself a stolen moment of happiness.
Sometimes I just cry and cry. But now, I know how to kick it into high gear--take a break, meditate, hydrate, release steam, name the emotion, accept the emotion, accept myself. These moments happen and will probably continue to happen. What's important is that I'm getter better at knowing how to self soothe.
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