One of the biggest changes I have made in the last two weeks is I have become uncomfortably, brutally, beautifully, but gently honest with myself. I keep a notebook with me at all times. When I experience an emotion, I pause and notice it. I used to either let it completely overwhelm me or I
The inner child in me is looking at me and wondering why I keep etching the same patterns in the dirt with a stick. “I don’t know,” I say to myself.“What does it mean?” she asks.“I don’t know,” I reply.“Then why – ““I don’t know,” I cut her off.“Do you know anything?” she asks, frustrated.“Yes.