The title for this post is from a new American Express commercial I saw while I was running on the treadmill. I like it – the quote, not the treadmill.
These past few weeks my head has been full of negative thoughts and my heart has been full of negative feelings. As such I’ve had Anxiety stop by for a visit, in my thoughts, in my dreams, and in my heart – she’s been residing. She’s been occupying so much space inside me that sometimes I find it hard to breathe. So, to help me cope, I’ve been quite literally leaning on my Mama’s shoulder. When it comes to stuff like this she always knows what to say and how to fix it. She said that the first step in showing Anxiety the door is by talking about what’s bothering me and so I have – to the bf, to my mom, to my sister, to my Diary. And it’s helped.
I had a very mentally and physically relaxing day yesterday (thanks to the bf ). It was much-needed and I woke up feeling refreshed this morning. Earlier today, I decided to clean the house, work out, sit down and write. All three things began to push Anxiety towards the door. I guess she left about the time I finished writing a short story. It isn’t anything to brag about – it’s just a story, a story that I hope to turn into a picture book for my future nieces and nephews.
A story with an ending that lifted my spirits, kicked Anxiety out the door, and made my heart feel light again.
There isn’t a point in locking the door because Anxiety will surely visit again but maybe next time she won’t stay as long. Maybe if I stop thinking so negatively she won’t come as often. Maybe if I stop thinking about how impossible my dreams seem, I’ll have the energy to work even harder at achieving them.
Impossible really is two letters too long.
[Delete 'im'] and keep thinking ‘possible’.