30/10/2023
On Mondays we get real,…
A little story about me, myself and I.
From the far teachings of my consciousness I’ve be desperately trying to understand why oh why I operate the way I do.
Wth is the purpose of the lessons I so gratefully get to learn…. Why do habits die hard and am I willing to allow them to effect me moving forward?!
Hmm 🤔 well, I was an undeniable people pleaser that hid awful the abuse from the world and sunk into a deep depression with a side of post pardum and a dash of ptsd.
In 2015 I realized that this wasn’t my story and there was no fu***ng way my kids were going to brought up this way. I had no plan, no money, no job, no day care, no support system but I had the desire to change. And I did.
Fast forward to covid,.. that was annoying 🙄 cost me much more than I’d like to admit,.. alas it is what it is.
I was bed ridden July of 2022 in Kelowna by myself. Riddled with another covid infection, stress and a lack of motivation to do anything about anything. I decided to move to chilliwack to go back to work. (Hasn’t had a real job in 15 years - except a quick one for a few months in Kelowna) except every turn and hoop I jumped through landed backwards.
I didn’t want to build a business, manage ppl or do anything other than put work boots on,.. go to work and come home,…
Anyways, blah, blah, blah. The moral of the story is that I’m so incredibly close with my kids,.. they’re awesome people and that wouldn’t have happened without the few struggles that landed me in different cities.
