… but aren’t we all just a tiny bit crazy?
In my last post I brought a very difficult topic to light. I’m happy to say to all of you I’ve made it 2 weeks and 2 days without an incident.
I won’t lie to you; each day is a challenge right now. But today is probably the first day I’ve actually felt good about myself, and that’s a huge change.
Sometimes we need a visual queue to keep us going, or maybe to kick us in the ass every morning and remind us that we’re trying to change. You know the phrase, “If nothing changes, nothing changes.”
After I hit my 2-weeks, I had a couple of really difficult days. I have to wonder if the monkey-brain kicked in and said, “Ok, you made 2-weeks, now what?” I felt this close to losing every day of those 2 weeks in just one moment. Every time I looked in the mirror I saw this sad, drab woman who just looked … lost and depressed. I didn’t have my happy. I wasn’t vibrant anymore.
It had been far too long since I’d done anything with my hair, or since I’d done anything for myself. I called D and he took care of me yesterday. Not only am I red, I am…
It’s clearly not my natural color. I don’t care. It makes me smile every time I look at it. 🙂