Went to see my therapist today. Loads of stuff surfaced, dark stuff, good stuff, impressive stuff. That’s the good thing about quitting: stuff gets unveiled. And no, I can’t say I am suddenly ready or jumping of joy to do all of that. I guess I am, at first, never willing or ready to change in the parts where it matters. But I feel I’ve got no choice, can’t stay where I am because my vision of the world does not help me to live in it well. And afterwards it is ok.
And now I am tired and have very little to say. Apart from a story on the cat. She is extra cute today. She laid herself down on the laundry I was trying to fold because laying out an old sweater or old towel and petting that is my way of telling her I made a new bed for her. So she kept on laying down. 🙂 And I had to move to another corner of the table with another towel and then she would come to lay down on that. Cute!!!!
I am happy that I quit. Happy in a very tired way, today.
Have a good evening, night, morning, day where ever you are in the world. 🙂