I almost didn’t write this weeks post. I don’t like writing about negative things too often, I like to keep my blog on the upbeat side if I can. That’s not always real life though is it. This week hasn’t been great to be honest, and try as I might I just couldn’t turn it around. This weeks word is tension.
I don’t want to write a cryptic post but at the same time I can’t write about specifics. As in everyone’s life there are undercurrents, unsettling things and worries. I choose not to blog about those things because I refuse to dwell. I’m a strong person, I’ve been through an awful lot in my life. I usually paint on a smile, pull my socks up and take on head first whatever life throws in my direction. Not this week though, I just couldn’t.
I let worries win, I wallowed in self-pity and I caused an awful lot of tension with my thunderous mood. There has been tension both inside and outside of home. After a few days of feeling utterly rotten I decided enough was enough. I had to talk about how I was feeling so that’s what I did. I was totally honest and when people asked if I was okay I said actually I’m not, it was such a relief. I’m an expert at making it look like I have it all together. I sometimes forget that’s it’s okay not to have it all together all the time.
The tension is slowly dissipating, I’m ready to face the battles once more with a steady and determined smile on my face.