Last week I changed four core beliefs. With the help of an amazing human being. The pain, panic, and terror that pretty much consumed my days dissipated. I woke up and didn’t even realize I’ve been sleeping for four months.
As my strength grows I’m mending and ending relationships that created toxicity in my life. I’ve drenched my skin in Shea Moisture Coconut & Hibiscus Hand & Body Scrub because my skin looks awful. I’m drinking 80 ounces of water a day because my body is so dehydrated.
Finally, I say finally because this issue keeps coming up in my life but I’m finally learning that some people are in my life for a reason, a season, a lesson, or a lifetime. Experiencing a mental breakdown in the middle of great success is a great teacher of who belongs in which group.
I’m already away from my human being and that hurts. It hurt while I was experiencing the pain, panic, and terror but now the awareness of how long I’ve been gone is crushing my heart. So this week has been hard to face not meeting my own standards of what it means to be a good parent.
I’m not reading anything. Enjoying the present.
I can think and see again. When I first spoke with my therapist I told her I was terrified because I couldn’t think or see. My vision is clear and I can see.