My birthday has come and gone, now I feel like I can breathe a bit of a sigh of relief. No more worry about what the day will be or what I will do or who will be a part of it (or who won’t). And that’s such a great feeling.
With my birthday I put such a pressure on the day to be this extra special day because when I was younger that’s what it was. It was always a day that I got to really choose what I got to do (always within reason of course) and so as an adult I guess I wanted that to carry over. But the more that I think about that, the less realistic it is to get that feeling from that day. I’m an adult now (and have been for a couple years already) and with being an adult I get to pretty much do what I want, when I want every day (again, within reason of course). Putting so much on a single day is just unrealistic and I don’t think I really realized I did this until I finally took the time to just reflect. Which is something I should be doing more often to fully open my eyes to what is actually going on and happening. Which is why I’ve been journal-ing more.
I’ve been making an effort to take the time to journal a lot more lately because I know that I personally fall victim to what I’m feeling in the moment far too often. With my mental health lately I know how important it is for me to keep track of what I’m feeling, thinking or going through so when I do go and talk with someone, professionally or otherwise, I can sort of remind myself about how things really were on Tuesday though I’m feeling a completely different way on Friday.
I know that I have some issues I really want to work through and goals that I really want to work towards this year and my health is the foundation to all of that. If I’m not healthy mentally, emotionally and physically, I won’t be able to even begin to tackle those things.
Here’s to sticking with what I’m starting and putting a foot forward, even if it ends up being a step backward.
Stay classy and sassy.