Hello folks, NG and I had a delightful weekend, which I will take time to journal out separately. In the meantime, as I woke up slowly this morning, it dawned on me that lately I have been enjoying a floating feeling that I used to get when taking Tramadol, an opiate based painkiller my doctor prescribes for intense period pains.
The difference is that this time, the floaty feeling seems to be coming from the SLOWING down of my crazymaking, or whatever fevered imaginations churn out. I'm almost waiting to wake up from this sleepy haze only to find myself back in the stomach-churning anxiety. But, somehow I don't think it will happen
I think I have genuinely figured out how to relax, and take each day as it comes. Of course there have been the odd backslide into control freak days, BUT more and more, I am just sooo chilled out, its like being on a floaty cloud.... Lovely
I expect less from myself, from those I love, and life in general. This way, there seems to be so much more to be in awe of, and so much more to savour. Why has it taken me almost 40 years to figure this out?
