In my last post I told you how I chose me. That was a huge step. The weeks that followed were hell. Everything I did was questioned, second guessed and led to a full blown argument. Migraines, upset stomach and full blown depression hit me hard. I have never cried so much. Anyone showing me kindness got tears streaming down my face.
It was not pretty. Friends suggested legal advice. I went I listened and momentarily felt brave. One last meeting and I was crushed. In bed, hugging myself and wondering what new hell this feeling was. I have never really experienced depression, though I have seen it (my wife suffers from it). So I understood and was still powerless, hopeless.
I’ve hit bottom, and I have no fight left in me. No energy to even try. Instead I’m going to take 3 weeks to recover and do things I enjoy.
I’m setting up a new chapter as a consultant. And learning all about being a sole trader with GST and accounting.
I’ve joined a 6 week fitness program (and every muscle aches).
I’m getting outdoors everyday and reading.
So here is to leaving the past behind and just moving forward, one step at a time, one smile at a time 😊