So, sometimes I really let things hold me back. I don't have the perfect job, we still rent, I'm still uncomfortable with my body (two and a half years after having a baby), and I don't get to make things as often as I'd like to. I really tend to dwell on these things. A lot. I end up getting in my own way.
This time of year is typically the hardest on me. I deal with depression all year long, but in the late Fall it seems to sneak up behind me, tap me on the shoulder and punch me in the face. I can feel it happening now. If the past has taught me anything, it's that if I don't get on top of this as soon as I sense it, all is lost. I know that medication is an option, and one that I will turn to when and if the time comes again, but right now I want to try something different.
For the next four weeks I'm going to try to say yes to all the right things. To healthy food, to plenty of sleep, to lots of time outside with Elinor, to taking pictures and making things, no matter how small, each and every single day. To being present at work, even in hour 51, hour 53. To keeping this blog - something I've wanted to get back to for a long time now. To making time for my husband, my family, myself, even if it's ten minutes at the end of a long day.
I like goals. I like the tangibility of writing it all down. I like the thought of heading into the next month with a real sense of purpose and hope.