Happy September, y'all!
It's about time for flannel shirts and bonfires.
It's getting cooler in Georgia, and that means pretty soon. The trees are going to show us how beautiful it can be to let dead things go.
I don't really let go of the dead things, I'll hold onto them until they might hurt me and leave me wondering. I am officially twenty-nine years old and my mantra for the last year of my twenties is to better me.
Part of bettering me, was to find a counselor to talk to. Counseling can be seen in negative light, but I am proud to be seeing counselor! It means I'm on the path of bettering me and releasing the stuff I have stuffed for years.
No one is at fault for me seeing counselor. As I heard a friend say,
'We all have stuff we have stuffed.'
My stuff has been stuffed for too long and needs to come out. Oh my pent up tears and emotions, all the things I haven't said all these years. I have swept those words under the rug, but it's time to pull that rug back and talk about it.
I need to let it out, cry, maybe cuss, but it's all in the path of bettering me!
Here's to a better me!
Stay strong,
MH

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