Ice Cream Wonder Printable
I'm up late tonight and feeling, well, awful. Not sick. No. Just feeling restless, uneasy, and ungrateful. Nothing in particular happened today, so I wonder where do these feelings come from?
I didn't make it to the gym today and I wonder about the possibilities of sweating out the "bad stuff." Is it possible these feelings are really just some type of foreign entity, digging deeper and deeper into the delicate spirit? It does seem that rigorous exercise has an effect on anxiety, stress, and general unhappiness.
I have found that putting in the effort to fight these feelings can be fairly difficult, but necessary and given time, quite satisfying. The part of my psyche that says, "You'll never be good enough," is the part of me that lives in a vast desert of negativity and fear. I honestly don't think that desert will ever go away. It's a part of us and the only thing you can do is accept it, walk through it when necessary, but never, ever set up camp there. The only way out is to just keep moving. Force yourself to the gym. Get out the pen and write. Send that e-mail. Pick up the phone. Find something you want to accomplish and just do something, anything, even if it's a super small thing, to make it happen. Bonus points if it's something that scares you.
On to tomorrow, friends.