This week has been beyond challenging, for many reasons. My youngest started daycare, I’ve had some stressful news from work as I prepare to go back, I had to have a nasty medical procedure which required a difficult preparation and that after came with some unfortunate news, and I’ve been busily researching schools for my preschooler. I’m emotionally and physically spent.
I’m not the type of person who is tough during difficult times. My birthday is in June, I’m a cancer, we are emotional and moody. I believe in the healing power of just getting it out. So this afternoon, I just cried. I was feeling completely overwhelmed and had reached my emotional limit. The tears though, they provided relief and perspective. They always do that for me. Crying is therapeutic. I go there, often. It gives me a sense of release and helps to wash away negativity. I feel better now, I can face a new day with a brighter perspective.