I gave myself time to write. I sent long voice notes to my best friend, explaining how I felt and why. I called my mom. I asked for help.
And help I did receive.
I took the time to shower away the stress of the day and the illness. I ate and took my medicine.
I listened to soft piano music and sat down.
And I worked.
I worked non stop for around five hours and now, with a smile in my face and a sense of well being, I have sent the required document and can only sigh.
My sister helped a lot. I have no idea of how I can thank her for her support, but I suppose it was a good thing that she was around this week. It has not been easy.
Either way, I just wanted to write this to remind myself when time goes by and I wonder if I ever learned from my past mistakes and somehow, somewhere, I was kinder to myself... that yeah, I was kind. I am learning to be kinder. Softer. Sweeter.
It's okay. You're doing okay, self.
Go to bed. Rest.
I'll see ya in the morning.