"In the middle of my little mess, I forget how big I'm blessed..."
So, I've been in a bit a bad mood these past few days. Earlier today it was especially bad, because for some reason it felt like everything was starting to bubble over. I was upset most of the day, and my head was full of rethinking, replaying, reliving all the mistakes and ugly thoughts from the past...even things I thought I had gotten over and put behind me were back and cutting away at my fragile self-esteem. I was so overcome with despair, and I was planning on complaining and crying in a journal post about all my thoughts and about everything that was hurting me.
And then in the middle of my deep pity party, I suddenly found the chorus of "This is the Stuff" by Francesca Battistelli stuck in my head. It was so completely random, but as the chorus played in my head, I found myself feeling a lot better. Not completely at my best still...but not as miserable, at least.
And then in the middle of my deep pity party, I suddenly found the chorus of "This is the Stuff" by Francesca Battistelli stuck in my head. It was so completely random, but as the chorus played in my head, I found myself feeling a lot better. Not completely at my best still...but not as miserable, at least.
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