STOP, DROP, and ROLL!

June 1, 2017: Today has been a pretty good day. Stopped to grab a fidget cube instead of the famed fidget spinner. I want to hold something in one hand and not need 2 hands to fidget with something. This can prove to be a great way to ground myself next time my ptsd decides to have a go at my emotions and thoughts.
Got a new-ish employee that will make up lies and actually believe said lies, so I cherish nights that I work with my brother, much like tonight. My brother and I have never been close growing up due to the age difference between us(6 years almost to the day), and now that we are grown and working together I feel like we have gotten closer.
I was talking to a girl that works at the mall but not in housekeeping, and we were just walking and talking about guys and all the cuties at work. We are supposed to have male/female teams for my job, so it's kinda enjoyable to be able to talk to a girl closer to my age and talk about whatever!
She also mentioned the very same thoughts that I often have. We have no social life. She mentioned that she was fat, when I think that I am the fat one. We are often times our own worse critic. Step back, and look at yourself through someone else's eyes if you feel bad about yourself image. Another lady at work mentioned how there are so many kids and adults who are way worse off than we are. People fighting cancer, people finding out that they need emergency triple bypass or else they will die, people that have had a stroke and the medicine to reduce the clot doesn't work so then they need brain surgery to live. So many times our thoughts of being ugly, or dumb, or un-attractive, or unlikable, are exactly that: OUR THOUGHTS! They are not anyone else's thoughts! The next time you feel bad about yourself, STOP thinking that, DROP the subject from your head, and just ROLL with the punches life gives you. Life can be cruel, but life can also be beautiful!  Remember this next time.

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