It is 11 in the morning and I am still at home, sipping coffee with lotsa icecubes too! I woke up at 10.15. I slept at 11 last night. I had such a great sleep. I am not feeling on top of the world, but I feel human again!
I have spent the last 40 minutes reading journals and blogs. And I have to thank you all ladies (and gent!). Thank you Dietgirl, thank you Kimba, thank you Yvonne, thank you Lynn, thank you Amanda, thank you Denise, thank you Angel, thank you Jo, thank you Metamorpheus, thank you Daze, thank you Lynne, thank you thank you!
Part of me is still in a low state. I had a marathon in therapy last weekend. I have not talked about it yet. And I will not talk about it now either, since I don't have the time. It is either writting about it all, or getting in the treadmill, making lunch, showering and getting to work. I took this morning off and I have to be there at 1 for my first appointment. I prefer to get back to the treadmill.
I will tell you what a marathon is. I take private sessions in therapy. But every three months we do a marathon. This is a group of 10 people and 2 therapists. We meet at 10 am and work till 8 in the evening on Saturday and Sunday. It is very intense work and utterly revealing all the time. We always have a topic. This weekend it was all about The Body. I promise to tell you all about it soon.
Today I feel I need to work towards getting back. And I feel like I can try.
I stayed with my sadness long enough and realised it. It;s tricky you know. When you feel its almost all worked out and resolved, sneaky bastards reappear. The point is though, that the sneaky bastards expect to find a good easy vicitm to work their tricks at. Well guess what! I aint this person anymore!
Cheers for a great day to begin (even at this late hour :)