Yup you guessed it, a day of thought kind of means it wasnāt all rosy in the garden and full of joy⦠š

I was late in bed last night (for me!) and I dreamt I was off to auditions that I hadnāt prepped for and everyone else seemed to have rehearsed and knew what was happening. I was wandering around in fear that I didnāt know what they did and how would I cope. Their fancy dress was almost way better than mineā¦ā¦ š³
So where on earth did they come from?!?! Maaaaaaaaybe kinesiology?
I usually feel very calm and relaxed afterwards but this session has shunted me into a period of self reflection. No one ever said healing was pleasant. Itās a hard bumpy rideā¦

One of the focus points last night was on two wordsā¦. Translucent and miserable.
Translucent slaps me in the face. I write a daily blog therefore my life is translucent. Everyone (if they chose to) can see how I feel on a daily basisā¦. Why do I do this?!?!
Well first of all I wanted to help others see that not everyoneās life is as it seems on social media but Iāve talked about that beforeā¦.. what I have realised over last night and this morning is that I need to get this out there so that I can manage other peopleās expectations of meā¦..
Now letās think that throughā¦. First of all⦠who are these others I talk of?!? Just everyone reallyā¦. Secondly, why would anyone have expectations of me?? Am I that important? Noā¦.Even if they did why am I so worried about what their expectations are??
I use the blog as as tool to manage my anxiety. If you know how sensitive and fragile I am then you will treat me with kid gloves and make my life easier. You wonāt put obstacles in my way and I wonāt be letting anyone down because you will all understand.

That is the actual reason that I started writing this blog. Wow.
I am trying to manage my daily interactions in life at the highest level possible.
When you have anxiety you imagine every single scenario that could happen, but most likely will never happenā¦. Iāve noticed at work recently I am struggling to make decisions as I can imagine everything that might go wrong with every decision I make. Iām second guessing myself all the time. I trust othersā judgement way more than my own.
Why do I have such a bad opinion of myself? Where did it come from and why do I need everyone to know exactly how i am feelingā¦. Yet equally try to hide from the world when Iām out there.

Now thatās gonna take a lot more work.

I am way happier with myself than I have ever been. I feel like Iām finally back to my true authentic self. I donāt hide anything any more.

Uh ohā¦ā¦ yupā¦. I canāt argue with that. I am choosing to see anxiety in everything I do.
Thatās feels unfair as I feel physical symptoms at times but I do know that itās created in my own head. Doomsday. āWe worry about the day we never sawā. i have to learn to look for the alternative.

What is so wrong with me that I feel the need to apologise to everyone in advance. Iāve also been shovelling sweet junk food recently trying to cheer myself up for something thatās not sitting right with me.
Jeez I am hard work and itās no wonder I get tired. š¤¦š»āāļøš¤·š»āāļøš¤£

When I walk the dogs I am constantly analysing the path in front of me for other people or dogsā¦. I have a radar. I do not relax.
EXACTLY the same in my day to day life. A radar out detecting potential threats that may knock me off course or upset me. I am trying to control every aspect of my life.

My head has been in a tailspin today. overthinking, analysing, worryingā¦. And itās made me pretty sad. Iāve felt quite miserable at timesā¦. Thereās the link to Translucent and Miserable. š³
I realise most of this might sound crazy but it all makes so much sense to me.

Itās no wonder I used to knock back the vino after a day in my head. I now have to sit with it, mull it over and journal of it to make some sense of it to allow me to heal from it. itās not funā¦. But without it I wonāt change anything. If change was easy, everyone would do it.
I really need to learn not to put myself down quite so muchā¦

Thanks for reading this farā¦. š¤·š»āāļø Iām off to meet the Crochet Hookers with a T-shirt on that says
Love yourself
Love yourself
Love yourself
I will tryā¦.
Stay safe everyone ā„ļøā„ļøā„ļø