I couldn't wrap myself up in a blanket and quit. So I did the next best thing. I set some boundaries to create some of what I needed.
"This" is what I'm going through. "This" is where I am at right now. "This" is what I need today.
I put my request out into the world and I was granted a reprieve. Once I was given that space to replenish and revive myself, that is exactly what I did.
The moment I was given the gift space and time, the weight of the world was lifted. Once the world got off my shoulders, I had the energy to start.
Starting feels hard some days. The alternative is not a good one. When you don't begin, the finish line is impossible to see and the task set before you feels impossible.
Start. Just start. Something. Anything.
So much easier said than done. There is a fine line between taking the time you need to replenish your resources and finding yourself in a place where you feel overwhelmed and incapable.
Been there, done that. I'm sure I'll be there again.
The cycles of life. If we've done this all before, why does it still feel so hard some days?
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