Noticed something recently, and it’s a realization I’ve come to before but then let it fall from myself after a spell: We’re our own worst enemies, nearly always. We hold ourselves to so many fires, it’s a wonder we’ve skin left at all, a wonder we smell anything other than burning hair and ash. We overanalyze every possible thing that falls through the filters of our lives, we question every happiness, no matter how small. We believe ourselves unworthy of so much in our lives, think we’ve not done enough, worked hard enough, suffered quite sufficiently, and so we insulate ourselves from joy while telling others it’s just sorrow we’ve defending against. It takes courage to fight back against this, it takes an act of strength to give yourself the permission to actually, truly,
Well said, too often we forget to look for the simplicity, the goodness, the quiet, or the belly full goodness.....breathe in breathe out and be grateful for even the smallest things....
" It takes courage to fight back against this, it takes an act of strength to give yourself the permission to actually, truly," This statement in particular is great.
Dare To Allow It | 4.24.21
Well said, too often we forget to look for the simplicity, the goodness, the quiet, or the belly full goodness.....breathe in breathe out and be grateful for even the smallest things....
So well written! And who doesn’t love Vonnegut? Thank you for these really important reminders 🙏
Bloody Spot On! 👏👏👏
" It takes courage to fight back against this, it takes an act of strength to give yourself the permission to actually, truly," This statement in particular is great.