Our dining room is a mess... An honest-to-goodness disaster area. I hate it. I hate sitting in it. I don't feel at home eating in it. I hate looking at it. I hate the energy I feel from it. I was journaling the other day, like I do. Every single day I try to write … Continue reading The Dining Room.
Tag: Resentment
Decisive.
I get anxious when I am indecisive. Not knowing feels dangerous to me and I commonly look to others to inform my next actions and to alleviate my stress. This doesn't honour my highest self. This keeps me small and it keeps me dependent on other people. It also leads to me feeling extremely resentful … Continue reading Decisive.