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Most of our problems are caused by the individual in the mirror. Take an honest inventory of yourself - do you have toxic tendencies? Even if you don't, what patterns or behaviors have you tolerated that are bringing you down? What are you allowing that is inconsistent with your dreams and future plans? Sometimes we self-sabotage out of fear, ego, or a lack of discipline. It's time for an honest evaluation.
One study suggests a person only gets 15 days of true happiness per year. 15 days. What a small amount of time in the grand scheme of things. What about the other 50ish weeks out of the year? Summer is a perfect time to absorb peace and increase happiness by focusing on the little things.
I come from a family where strength is the norm. If something needs to be done, one doesn't let feelings or emotions get in the way. My Papaw's favorite line when any of us started crying was "dry it up!" They're the folks who sing at funerals; the folks who put duty and responsibility and doing for others and yes, attending church, before mental health. Even my husband is super strong. On days like today, I'm left with a sense of shame that I can't live up to this standard.
“I do not miss childhood, but I miss the way I took pleasure in small things, even as greater things crumbled. I could not control the world I was in, could not walk away from things or people or moments that hurt, but I took joy in the things that made me happy.” ~ Neil… Continue reading Finding Joy in 5 Steps
I'm a member of a Club I never wanted to join. It's a Club where you aren't the apple of anyone's eye; a Club where you are often empty, in spite of all the bits and pieces well meaning folks offer to fill the void. A Club where the number of photos is finite and you worry about the day you won't have any new ones to share.
One of the worst things about having anxiety is the anticipation of anxiety; the dread that hits several days or a week before an event. This dark sense of dread and foreboding can well up out of nowhere...when this occurs, my first reaction is to long for safety and escape from the stressor; this is usually impossible. What helps manage the sense of dread more than anything is finding ways to boost my mood and be more positive.
Growing up in Kentucky, I spent a lot of time outside. I had a special place to think, to ponder life and the world. I went there to get away from my troubles. It had a magical quality hard to describe to someone not acquainted with country life. Some days when I visited, I was a gymnast creating elaborate routines; others I was a singer belting my latest heartache. I spent time there writing lyrics and poems in my mind. It was on a little rise beside a stream looking out over an orchard - Papaw (who specialized in rigging things up) made it for me out of a wooden board and two cables...
Here are some things at a year and a half: 1. I worry about running out of photos, but I will keep sharing the same ones...
“But I testify to you in the name of the One who conquered death--Sunday will come. In the darkness of our sorrow, Sunday will come. No matter our desperation, no matter our grief, Sunday will come. In this life or the next, Sunday will come.” Joseph B. Wirthlin