And then you realize you put in all that effort to identifying your shit piles ahead of time and no one’s there to give you a cookie for your hard work so you have to do it yourself, even thigh that’s it’s own pile, on top of the work of shoveling other piles.
TBH that’s where I am. After learning and slowly coming to terms with the fact that I was in an abusive relationship for over a decade, I’m now at the point where I want to do things she prevented me from doing.
Like buying a sports car. I can’t really afford it, but I’m going to talk about it until I can.
I’m just happy to try new stuff without that lead vest of anxiety. Go skating, get back into backpacking, drop a glass and just sweep it up without the world ending. You know, simple things.
And then you realize you put in all that effort to identifying your shit piles ahead of time and no one’s there to give you a cookie for your hard work so you have to do it yourself, even thigh that’s it’s own pile, on top of the work of shoveling other piles.
TBH that’s where I am. After learning and slowly coming to terms with the fact that I was in an abusive relationship for over a decade, I’m now at the point where I want to do things she prevented me from doing.
Like buying a sports car. I can’t really afford it, but I’m going to talk about it until I can.
Haha same actually, 5yrs here.
Good luck on the sports car!
I’m just happy to try new stuff without that lead vest of anxiety. Go skating, get back into backpacking, drop a glass and just sweep it up without the world ending. You know, simple things.