A Dose of Reality

So... yesterday's morning post exemplified the beginning of what was supposed to be a great, creative morning of writing. Instead, it turned out to be the beginning of a thought process that gave me a great big dose of reality.

One of the reasons I took a break from working in the mental health field is that strolling through memory lane can be dangerous and bring back unnecessary sadness, hurt, and truth. I creeped myself out with my blog about predators because it is TRUE that the man is still around. It is also true that there have been very recent posts on FB about crime in my neighborhood, near my home and a couple of places mentioned in the blog.

It's also true that it is about one year to the day that I met him. In fact, our last date ended on July 4, 2022. By July 12th I was in the hospital.

Yesterday, I also heard from my brother whom I love very much and we both reflected on some memories of our father. It was Father's Day. He passed away at 50 years old from a sudden heart attack. I was 21.

I threw on a bathing suit and sundress, hair up and sunglasses on - took myself and my dogs to the park for a few hours to break up (get through) the remainder of the day. I also called a friend who met me there, then later took a nap at home and went to a movie. Needless to say, I didn't get too much writing done. Self-care became my priority.

Today is another day, and I'm going to get back to working on positive thoughts, and my full-time job. It's great! And I have a busy day ahead of me. I hope you have a blessed one too!