This last week, you could say I’ve been bedridden—not because I was sick because my dog was…sort of. After I had my panic attack, a week ago, Lilly has been extra clingy towards me. I can’t even sit at my desk—leaving her on my bed—to write. She will get up and jump at my feet until I get back in bed and sit next to her. She’ll immediately calm down once she is touching me. So, most of my writing has been done from my bed—at least this last week. And, it’s caused me to think. Am I just using her clinginess towards me as an excuse to not do good? Since that panic attack, I’ve fallen back in all aspects; I haven’t worked out as hard, ate as well, or written as much. I’m getting back on track, now. But, I had to call myself out in order for that to happen; it’s not easy to call yourself out.
It’s completely okay to call bullshit on your actions. Falling into old, bad habits is way easier than I’d like to admit. On the other hand, it becomes less of a task to pull yourself back on the path once you know what the path looks like. Everything about life is so much more enjoyable when you’re happy with how you’re living it. We all have a terrible habit of taking simple things and turning them into huge problems. If you don’t like the way someone is treating you, tell them. If you don’t like your job, do something to change it. If you aren’t happy with yourself, work on the things you can positively and healthily change. If you are feeling extra stressed, take a break. If you want to challenge yourself, research a few ways to do that. You can do anything you want. Anything. You just have to take the first step. What’s the first step? Well, it’s admitting to yourself that you may not know it all.