Accepting
20 months ago
that there is something about staying with non-ok feelings and accepting that I am ok just like now how I am and not when I’ll be this and that, all sorted out. I am ok now, as unsorted and alive as I am!!
There is something about psychology/therapy which scares me – all those psycho-ideas I have studied, taught, believed in seem to fuel split notions of being ok and non-ok, of ‘I’ll be ok when’, of not addressing proper issues and making things worse, in an even more twisted way. I saw a film last night, ‘running with scissors’ and that reminds me of my family, making comments about others projecting, being unaware, being non-ok, etc. scary
