There are days when I feel like I’ve got my shit together. You know that moment when you have that strong sense of certainty in all the actions you will undertake for the day. Nothing, not one thought, could ever make you feel otherwise. So you step out into your day, strong, brave, all shades of positivity radiating from within. The ultimate sunshine goddess.
And the next day?
I wake up in the dark. Everything seems to be falling apart. Nothing is working at all. Nothing makes sense. I feel exposed, raw, unsupported. A sense of spiral descent hovers around me.
Will you judge me for my strong urge to just shout a WTF out into the universe?
Or will you hold my hand…?