Category Archives: internal monologue

gratitude

gratitude1“Gratitude unlocks the fullness of life. It turns what we have into enough, and more. It turns denial into acceptance, chaos into order, confusion into clarity…. It turns problems into gifts, failures into success, the unexpected into perfect timing, and mistakes into important events. Gratitude makes sense of our past, brings peace for today and creates a vision for tomorrow.”
~Melodie Beattie

today i am grateful for so much. to list a few…
~my health
~my fiance
~my family
~my friends near and far
~my ability to sleep most anywhere, anytime
~”So You Think You Can Dance”
~employment in a difficult economy
~yoga
~the pole
~damien rice & snoop dogg
~home cooked meals
~the sound of laughter
~french fries
~Big Wangs
~warm jackets (even in LA)
~all the love there is to give and receive

happy thanksgiving!
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possibility

I am standing in possibility.

And the possibility that I have created for myself and my life is the possibility of being courageous, honest and a woman of integrity.

Life is amazing. Be careful what you wish for, because you might just get it…
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burned motive

motivation: noun: something that motivates; inducement; incentive

motivate: verb: to provide with a motive; incite; impel
motive: noun: the goal or object of a person’s actions

When lost, how does one find it, this motivation? I have never truly understood what it meant to feel unmotivated. I understood it mentally and imagined what it must feel like, but I had no idea that, for me, to feel unmotivated would feel like such an existential crisis.

burn-out: noun: fatigue, frustration, or apathy resulting from prolonged stress, overwork, or intense activity

Um…yes.

I woke up this morning with my alarm only to feel that a mini-migraine (you know, a headache with nausea) was pulsing in my head. I pressed snooze and endured the pain in my head without rising for some ibuprofen. Nine minutes later, my alarm indicated that it was really time to get up, but the headache felt worse. Again, snooze. Another nine minutes. Snooze number three. Now I was 27 minutes behind and I had no urgency to rise. Instead I turned the alarm off, rolled over and went back to sleep. I finally awoke again to find that it was 9:30am…and we all know that a work day starts earlier than that. I rose from the soft safety of my bed and made no effort to contact anyone from work. I calmly fed Marceau, poured a bowl of cereal and sat quietly.

Now, an hour later, here I am. I still haven’t alerted anyone at work that I may or may not be in or checked my blackberry to see if anyone needs anything. I still haven’t taken a shower or thought about what to wear today. I just cannot motivate myself to get going.

Burn-out? I would say so…

wide awake

insomnia It’s now 5am. I’ve been up since 4:15 consternating over everything. I am sick with anxiety.

And now I am going out for some food since I have absolutely nothing to eat to make me feel better.

Seriously, this is what it has come down to. Stress eating.
It’s bad, people, bad.
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