Day 8: The Most Important Lesson

It's been a moody week. But I guess not every day can be cheerful... It's a combination of things. I've been running like crazy at work, so I'm drained every day when I get home. I'm finally sleeping, but I'm so behind on rest, it'll take me a few days to catch up. And there are still things lingering on my mind that I haven't quite shaken yet.

I'm still not 100%. I'm vastly better even than I was just a couple weeks ago, and I know that in another couple of weeks, I'll be able to say the same thing again, but, for now, I'm still getting to where I'm supposed to be. I've learned to accept that it's a process, and I've been much kinder to myself lately--giving myself the time and quiet that I need, and separating myself from the people who don't want to give me that same space. I know I'll make it. The best thing I can do for now is support myself the best way I know how. Hell, even pamper myself now and then. Last night, I bought myself a good bottle of wine and settled down with a book. And it was wonderful. I even got the beginning of a new story down.

So, I'm learning to become my biggest supporter. I'm learning to not jump my own case for everything that happens. And I'm learning to pamper myself when I need to. Despite being single, I'm OK. Not great, but OK, which is a vast improvement over where I was a couple of months ago. I'm learning to love myself, even when there's not that one special person here to love me. It's a lesson that's been long in coming.

J