It's Okay

I have had a lot of moments lately where I just feel like I am faking it until I make it.

I get home from work and I go to my bed.

I lay there.

The guys at the gym text me to see if I'm coming in.

Usually, it's a no.

I'm freaking exhausted.

Physically, emotionally, mentally.

But, going to the gym is what makes me happy.

And, I'm not doing that as often as I should.

I talked with my therapist yesterday, Katryna.

She is my person.

I texted her and she texted me back.

Thank goodness!

It's okay that I fall apart.

It's okay that I feel very, very weak right now.

There is no timeline for this stuff.

Recovery.

Healing.

No timeline.

I get to take as long as is necessary.

It's time to get back to actual self care...

Gym.

Healthy foods.

Daily Scriptures.

Ultra violet lights.

For real.

But, no timeline.

It's okay.