Sober, appropriately medicated (so far at least) me just busted out 2.5 hours of intense yard work complete with shoveling, raking, pruning shears and lots of fun on the side with my son and dog.
We never did this last year because stoned me was too high and busy being fraught with undiagnosed mental illnesses to live a real life.
Admittedly I was trying to cope in ways that were just familiar and that’s not to say I wasn’t trying at all but it was so much extra work and it didn’t do anything good for me in the end.
I will 100% always take this road at this point. I feel like I’m getting a second life. Not rediscovering, but, as I have said before, meeting myself for the 1st time.
Oh YEAHH and I finally installed the bike rack I bought last Spring and couldn’t figure out how to set up! Again, because I was too clouded and unable to deal with basic frustrations; there were simply no coping methods in place.
My husband was incredibly impressed and proud of me doing the thing and almost done with it when he came out to go to work. I felt like Rosie the riveter from those old posters.
I choose this life for myself. I’m still far from complete but damn it feels great to be me already.
Have a great day