So it seems as though I have turned a page some point over the past few weeks.
Between moments of pure joy for just being me and an open love letter to my body, I feel great.
As for many people struggling – or who have struggled – with mental health issues, such high achievement can leave you worried about the come down.
As a life long worryer I can’t help those thoughts popping up every now and then but I know they are just fear (and a little pragmatism), so just feelings. Nothing concrete, nothing real and tangible.
It is ok to feel things, fear is what keeps us alive. What I am no longer willing to do is to live my life based on those feelings.
I am not my feelings but how I react to them.
So I am now in a mission to keep the good vibe going and to learn to truly love my body again, bit by bit.
Today I caught myself watching my lips, it was just a little flirt but it reminded me of how darm sexy they can be.
So here it is, this week I will watch my lips and fall in love with then again.