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A day, hour, minute or second at a time

 What's keeping you up at night? What's keeping you uneasy? Is it health? finances? relationships? or just what tomorrow holds... You see, I am guilty of having sleepless nights, most nights I wake up in a full-on panic attack because I just don't know what tomorrow looks like for me... I have been injured for a while now, and the longer I go, the more my anxiety builds and my bad days seem longer. I am struggling with living in the now because I am constantly worried about what my doctor will say or what more costs this is bound to incur. I spend most days wondering when it ends, in all this I neglect the good things happening now, like how I am blogging more or baking more and better, or how I wake up every day and have an income. 

A lot of my triggers come from comments such as "you're not yet okay", or "you have been injured too long" or the worst of them all "I know a Pastor who can help", I get it sometimes people mean well but its also okay to just empathize, to just say I am sorry you're going through this or I wish you well. Because to be fair, no one intends to deliberately be in a bad space for a long while... 

So now I decided to start living my life as normal as I possibly can, I used to live it a day at a time, but some days I just want to crawl back into bed and sulk, so then I learned to try and take my day in smaller doses, an hour at a time, if I get through the first one, I push through the second, if by the third I need a break, I will take it.. if the break doesn't suffice, I am taking it a minute at a time, breathe one minute, work the next. The idea behind this is to break my day down into doses I can take, without feeling overwhelmed or suffocated, without feeling like I have to be a superhero or mask my pain. I am taking my time in a way that allows me to breathe but still bloom. 

You are allowed to take your day in doses that fit you, in ways that build you but also allow you to reset and restart. 

So today, I am telling you to take it either a day, an hour, a minute or a second at a time.. . its okay..


Thanks for reading 😊


With Love 

Thee Talkative Aries 

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