She says, "I need to find a way to get you out of this funk."
I reply, "I'm not in a funk. I'm fine."
She shoots me the don't-think-you-can-fool-me look.
I repeat, "I'm FINE!"
Tonight as I sit on my bed, fresh from a warm shower, with nowhere to go on a Friday night, I realize I'm not fine. I HAVE been in a funk these past few weeks and I don't think it's my birth control.
I feel withdrawn, extremely irritable, and I can't get up on time. My rhythm is off. I have lost the balance in my life (the worst thing that could happen to a Libra).
I believe it all started a 2 weeks ago when I had the most stressful weeks at work. I wasn't sleeping properly, I was working long hours, I was a wreck. But that's history and I'm still miserable. Why?
I need to suss this out this weekend because I HATE feeling this way!
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So I must confess I have been in a similar funk. But I had my "aha" moment today.
Try this:
Fast forward to the person you will become when you attain complete happiness. Now be that girl for a minute. Have *that girl* tell *this girl* that it will ALL work out. Have *that girl* reassure *this girl* that if she holds on, it only gets better.
I dunno. Helps me.
First. I love Jamie, don't you?
As a survivor of many bouts of funk, for many different reasons - - keep sharing, I'll be listening....
Your blog is a FANTASTIC read. You have a talent right here under your finger tips.....
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