A theme from this week, coming from having some downtime in Canberra, seeing friends, seeing old places. Allowing myself to have emotions, allowing them to be valid. Or not, as the case may be. I had a bit of a sad while in Canberra, Crying over losses. But getting frustrated at myself for being sad…
Tag: emotions
Death
I think I judge my emotions too much, rather than just letting myself feel what I feel, and when someone dies, that’s always one of the more confronting times to over-think your emotions, your reactions. When older people die, I react more to the pain of the people around me than any overly strong emotions…
Big Day
I survived Turkey, but somehow couldn’t survive getting overtired, and lost it over some of my favourite underwear getting a bit mangled b the washing machine – The sailor set previously mentioned went all grey in the lace, with the straps worse for wear, and my green Mossimo set not very happy in the white…