--Janice Joplin
I have a strange little secret to share.
One of my absolutely favorite parts about blogging in being able to dig through my notebooks and some of my favorite websites to fine the perfect quote to go along with my post.
SERIOUSLY.
I love words THAT much and sometimes what I want to say has already been said by someone else, but better.
Kind of weird, right?
It's been a few weeks since I participated in Rachele's Proud of my Size link-up. It's not that I didn't want to. I love this link-up. It just felt a little disingenuous to do so considering where my head was at, which has not been a good one.
I've been all jumbled up in this "worry" which one might even call depression (although it's not felt the same as my other bouts with depression but it's hard to say one way or the other). Seconding guessing my every move. Stressing myself out about what other people are going to say to me or about me. Worrying that no matter what I do or say, it's never good enough. Needless to say, it has not been fun.
I think it's natural to go those these types of periods of self doubt and wondering if it is all really worth it. Wondering if the process of recognizing who you are is really is worth all the frustration. Wondering if the change you see in yourself will be accepted by those you love and care about.
But I've been working my way through it--working my way through the mess of confusion, frustration and sadness. I've been working my way back to being myself and remember who I am as a person. It's ridiculously cliche, but I've been reminding myself a lot lately that it isn't always about the destination, that it is about the journey and I've only just started. There are going to be a few steps back for all the steps I take forward. This is just one of those road bumps along the way.
I have a strange little secret to share.
One of my absolutely favorite parts about blogging in being able to dig through my notebooks and some of my favorite websites to fine the perfect quote to go along with my post.
SERIOUSLY.
I love words THAT much and sometimes what I want to say has already been said by someone else, but better.
Kind of weird, right?
It's been a few weeks since I participated in Rachele's Proud of my Size link-up. It's not that I didn't want to. I love this link-up. It just felt a little disingenuous to do so considering where my head was at, which has not been a good one.
I've been all jumbled up in this "worry" which one might even call depression (although it's not felt the same as my other bouts with depression but it's hard to say one way or the other). Seconding guessing my every move. Stressing myself out about what other people are going to say to me or about me. Worrying that no matter what I do or say, it's never good enough. Needless to say, it has not been fun.
I think it's natural to go those these types of periods of self doubt and wondering if it is all really worth it. Wondering if the process of recognizing who you are is really is worth all the frustration. Wondering if the change you see in yourself will be accepted by those you love and care about.
But I've been working my way through it--working my way through the mess of confusion, frustration and sadness. I've been working my way back to being myself and remember who I am as a person. It's ridiculously cliche, but I've been reminding myself a lot lately that it isn't always about the destination, that it is about the journey and I've only just started. There are going to be a few steps back for all the steps I take forward. This is just one of those road bumps along the way.
I'm slightly obsessed with my new boots. Love. Them!
Jumping makes just about everything better!
What a great link-up! You look beautiful!! I can see why you love those boots too! I so need a new pair for the fall.
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