Oh the many many days I wish then that I could have thought like I do now. I would be so strung out that I would wake up for work and ball my eyes out until I convinced myself or my husband said, you're not going to work. That happened a lot. I was a weenie when it came to motivation, aka I had none. I would cry my eyes out for hours because I felt so terrible but couldn't get down enough to sleep or eat so I would feel better. Now I get up no matter how bad I feel, and March my butt to work. I am motivated to be a better person. Are you?
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