TheCatsMother has finally realised she is responsible for her own happiness :)
So taking on board advice from my always helpful fellow 43Ters, I bought a journal with a view to writing down my thoughts, hopes, dreams etc to help unravel what the hell it is I want to do with my life. All weekend I put off writing anything in it as I just didn’t know where to start. Also how repressed am I that I felt shy to write down my feelings infront of MYSELF?!!!!!
This morning I couldn’t put it off any longer because I really want to do something pro-active in terms of sorting out my future. I began with a timid “I don’t know what to write” which turned out to be pretty ironic as my hand suddenly flew across the pages pouring out feelings, insecurities, hopes, wishes etc. Blimey where the hell did that come from? The only thing that stopped me writing was that it was suddenly time to get ready for work. It was so cathartic. I’m sure most of it will not make sense but it did help to quiet my mind, to get rid of some of that scribble.
I’ll try and do this every morning upon waking and see if I can find some kind of path to follow. I need a clear goal – I have only the sketchiest dream at the moment and I can’t wait to make it a clear vision.