I had one of those moments this week. You know the one. Where everything seems like it’s crashing down around you and there’s no end in site. Where everything else is forging forward and you’re left behind.
No attainable goal in sight, or there is, it’s just so far away in your eyes that it may as well not be there at all.
I was tempted to push these negative feelings away. To pretend this wasn’t happening, to convince myself this wasn’t really what I was feeling right now. To say, ‘calm the fuck down J; let this shit go’. This is what I usually do because maybe if I pretend it’s not happening, then its not real.
And then I checked myself. Nawwww. Let’s feel this. Let’s feel all the anxiety, pressure, frustration that is this moment. Let’s fucking soak in it (but not drown) and feel every last sorry, uncomfortable, impossible, unbearable second of it. Absorb it all until there’s nothing left
And use it. As fuel.