So it’s Monday. And I’m happy about that. I think I’m the only person in the world who loves when the weekend is over. I love weekdays, tv is better, everything is opened again. Also I’ve resigned up for Netflix again so we can watch something when there’s nothing on television.
I’ve also started a Morning page journal because I only made one morning page in my bullet journal. I’ve been also trying to write in my regular journal every day. And I’ve been sticking to it quite well, with the exception of last night; but we went to bed late last night and I was so tired I just went straight to bed.
I’ve been having this feeling lately. It’s not happiness but it’s also not sadness either which I think is good. Coming from a person with depression it’s like a small achievement for me. I’m beginning to accept that not every emotion and every feeling needs to be analysed and labelled. And I can now listen to certain music or songs without being triggered, which is huge for me. I used to have to avoid certain songs because they brought on extreme sadness or melancholy I had to stop listening altogether. That seems to have gone away now.
It may not be considered a big thing but for me, it’s massive! I can now just listen to the song and the lyrics without that triggering sadness and just enjoy the music.
It’s a small step forward. Hopefully in the right direction. I just hope it lasts. I don’t want to go back to old habits again.
Be kind and love yourselves. Peace ✌🏻
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