Hard day today, and the mantra I've come up with after reading some other threads tonight: This stuff is really hard, but I'm worth it!
P called this morning to ask my advice about some potential problems with an apartment she's looking at. Then I was her sounding board and cheerleader as she talked about her confusion about what she wants to do next and where she wants to be. (None of these options had anything to do with proximity to me.)
I know that she needs to get away and figure herself out. I see that. I support it. I'm trying to use my time well. I can only hope she does the same. We never did have any control over our partners, but the knowing it and feeling it... It's terrifying.
And how is it that whatever we fear the most is exactly what we have to do? Whatever is the hardest thing - yup, that, too.
Pia says, "Hug your demons or they'll bite you in the ass."
I'm sitting with my discomfort, feeling my grief and fears today, plotting how to be a cheerful and productive Amazon tomorrow.
