Something I've been thinking about. How can I feel so confident and feel "happy, content, and complete" for a while, and then BAM, anxious and not so content. When this happens, it's not that I'm unhappy, I just obsess over my sitch and H and the OW. Why do I still care?
I guess that just tells me I'm not detached enough. It makes me wonder when I will be. I almost wrote "if I ever will be", but i know at some point I will be.
Is it because I still interact with him from time to time? Or, is it my controlling "fix it" nature sneaking in? Or perhaps it's just Satan rearing his ugly head and trying to take over the sitch.
I'm on a great vacation now. In my home state but brought a GF with me who has never been here. Saw some family, but we are really doing the foodie thing. High end. It's been awesome. Brought a high school GF with us last night to a James Beard award winning restaurant. Awesome. Great food and company. It's been really fun. H shouldn't be weighing on my mind. But, I'm thinking it's because I've really not prayed or read my bible for several days. Satan is probably seeing his opportunity.
Time to get back on track.
Time to enjoy the rest of my vacation.
Time for a glass of wine.
Time for feeling "happy, content, and complete" again.
