Journaling... cause I'm working at all this stuff, too.

I've had some quiet time to myself. My emotions from the last few days are... easing. I put on my iTunes playlist of my favorite songs by my favorite female singers, I cranked it up, and sang along with the girls, as loud, and as with much feeling as I possibly could. Whether I sing well or not is not the goal. I do this to raise my energy. I pretty much sang, over and over again, until my voice got raspy and my throat hurt, and I couldn't sing anymore. I have this really sexy Demi Moore sound to my voice now. That makes me smile.

I'm not sure that I will have my crying jag, but if I do, I will not stop it, and if my bf is present, I will let loose... and let him hug me and hold me, and do all the wonderful comfy things a man likes to do when a woman looses her cool. I will let him comfort me, and I will concentrate on how strong he is, and how delicious he smells, and laugh at myself for being so silly and out of control... in a feminine way...

And I'm dam near close to turning myself on again. \:\) Dam... I love it when I start feeling beautiful in my moments of weakness and utterly feminine states... phew.

Corri