If only more coffee and Google searches could really solve everything...
...I stood there in the kitchen at 11pm.
Head tilted back, breathing out in that exasperated way that irritates my husband.
I was exhausted
tired of it.
It being not taking care of myself the way I really wanted to be.
When you've put everything (and everyone) ahead of yourself and your own needs for that long, you know this feeling well.
It's desperately wanting things to change
...but not knowing where to start.
It's KNOWING what you need to do but not actually doing..... anything.
Information is not what's going to save you.
Google HAS answers
But taking action is a whole other ball game.
And sometimes getting in your PJs, plopping on the couch and watching Netflix until you pass out with candy wrappers around you is all the self-care you have the energy for.
I get it.
I SEE you.
And I feel that.
The sad truth is that there isn't a magic pill (even though I've paid for them in countless ways over the years)
But there is something that's almost just as good.
When you can plop down on that couch and hand it all to someone else.
Someone who can listen, organize your thoughts, and present them back to you in a neat little package of truth, wisdom, honestly, and inspiration.
Someone that can break it down into bite sized action steps that not only make sense but feel so totally doable.
Sure sometimes the BFF is good at this.
Sometimes the husband/wife/spouse kinda helps
But when you have that one unbiased person who not only GETS it but is there PURELY for you and only you, bigger things start to take place.
You get clear on what you want (and don't want) fast
You feel at ease because you've REALLY vented and don't have to worry about anyone finding out about how you really feel
And you don't feel analyzed or like another therapist is just regurgitating the same old things the last one did
If you can relate to any of this, I'm SO HERE for you
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