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It's not the size of the dog in the fight...

This seems to be a 'changing' time. 

I made a mental leap this week.  Looking after myself, is not being selfish.  Putting my sanity ahead of maybe and might-be is not being selfish.  Recognizing I am important, in and of myself, is not being arrogant.  Acknowledging I am good at things, is not being arrogant. 


I am trying to learn to accept myself; as a worthy person.  It's not easy.  I've got a new mindset to learn, and it's clashing with the status quo.

I finally accepted that trying to leap back into full-time work was a bad idea.  Less hours a day, more frequently, is far more likely to bring long term stability; than working too hard and too fast. THAT led to a 'crash and burn'.


I caught up my brother, who, like so much of my family; lives overseas, and was reminded that it's not just my 'core' family who care. 

I have appointments with a new counselor, on top of more regular visits with my existing support people.

I'm trying a new sleep regime, knowing that better sleep will make a significant difference in how I cope.

A brutally difficult couple of weeks has brought me back to the heart of things.  Life should be more than this, and it's on me to make that happen.

The bitch is still breathing.


Derri.

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