How many times do I ask a beloved to change their behavior when really, it's my thoughts that are making me unhappy and it's *them* I need to change?

Been catching myself doing that a lot lately. Fortunately, I've usually been noticing it *before* I open my mouth. Progress of a sort.

When has worrying about love ever brought you more love? Only letting go ever has.

"It's not having what you want/It's wanting what you've got" So I don't have a primary partner. What I do have is a rich and varied group of people who all love me in different ways. I need to remember that and appreciate it.

Both Camps have not only been ecstatically beautiful adventures in different ways, but also huge learning experiences. Not just in class, either. Heck, I'd say classes are the minority of where my learning experiences come from ( Read more... )

It's effing caffeine. No doubt about it, now. I started suspecting it was when I noticed my anxiety was highest before noon. And yesterday I skipped my cuppa altogether because I'd been sick the night before and my system felt wonky. I noticed that while a few issues still bothered me when I thought about them, they weren't nearly as anxiety- ( Read more... )

Good gods. Had a difficult night last night involving a recurring issue that has troubled me for months, spent a lot of time thinking about it late into the evening and this morning, and finally realized in the shower that the answer was so incredibly simple, and should have been blazingly obvious to me a long time ago, but I've wasted way too much ( Read more... )

"Shikata ga nai" has become my mantra lately.

Huh, I didn't know the English version of that had appeared in Piers Plowman.

Dear Self,

Your depression and stress are distorting *everything* and making them all worse than they are. You're obsessing. Relax. Do what needs to be done, let the rest go as it will. Now go find your tax papers and file for unemployment already.

me