I was sitting in meditation and the phrase came to my head- “there is a story within.” Sometimes phrases pop into my mind either to render me full of questions or to leave me crying without knowing where the tears are coming from.
I have been having an interesting month or so… The crazy has been coming out in full force. Here I was thinking I was a born again normal human in control of emotions, zen, calm and all that jazz… Once you think you have it all under control- that’s when the Universe turns around and is like, “Here’s a really good one for ya! Take this plot twist!”
I move, I be, I do- all with ease.
It’s surreal to believe that I lived a life where “happiness” was brought to you by a little blue pill, calm was slipping a white dissoluble sweet sphere under my tongue and energy to drag myself through the day came from chugging venti skim lattes and red bulls. At the end of the day there was never any reprieve, I was still wired and dreading my tomorrows. This left me to drink a night cap along with one quarter pill of benedryl just to fall asleep and be able to do it all over again the following day. That was my life only 16 months ago!