A few years ago, a therapist suggested that I use the day I told my parents as a special day, rather than a dreaded one. The past few years, I've been painting and going out for ice cream to celebrate my strength.
This year, I'm not feeling it. I know I should do something anyway, but I can't seem to think of anything that excites me or even interests me.
Tomorrow is Celebrate Your Strength Day, but I don't know if I have any strength to celebrate.
You're still here, Little Sheep. You're still here. You've been through a really sucky year... and the fact that you are alive and still around to tell the tale is your biggest strength of all.
ReplyDeletec'mon! do it!
ReplyDeleteI know u can!
~Leah
oops, that got posted a day early. but thanks guys.
ReplyDeletehad i seen this earlier, i would've offered to take you out for pizza/ice cream. what a beautiful idea to recognize and celebrate strengths!
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