One thing that is very comforting about going on this retreat is that it doesn’t matter what I wear, if I’m fat or thin, if it’s a good hair day or a bad hair day. I just have to show up, be quiet and sit still. I don’t have to impress anyone or entertain anyone or take care of anyone (except myself). Because of all that it seems incredibly easy. It’s like going on vacation, only better. Sure it’s going to be hard, but so much of it is going to be so easy. I have come to realize how much I am stressed by trying to fit in, trying to be what I think I’m supposed to be, trying, trying, trying….