Making a Different Choice
I left work at noon today because I simply couldn't concentrate on my job.
When I got home I read some LJ and then started playing my computer poker game -- fully aware of the fact that I was doing it to avoid dealing with my pain. You're going to have to deal with it sooner or later my inner voice told me. I know, I replied. I just need some space first.
The inner voice shut up. When I realized I couldn't avoid it any longer, I went upstairs, got into my soft loungy clothes, and lay down. Okay I thought -- but as soon as the ache started to move through me, I flinched away. And then I started crying a little, and then I reached out to Lohain.
I spent some time just being with my pain, and with him, and cherishing a couple of supportive emails from
oakmouse that came through on my gadget. And then I changed into my workout clothes, came downstairs, and walked more than two miles on my treadmill.
I did not take a nap to hide from the pain, nor did I walk across the street to buy nachos to distract myself and try to offset the pain with food pleasure, nor did I drink alcohol. I walked until I was sweaty and starting to feel hollow inside. I'm proud of myself.
Now I'm going to take a shower and then go get soup and bread and grilled shrimp on the barbey for dinner.
When I got home I read some LJ and then started playing my computer poker game -- fully aware of the fact that I was doing it to avoid dealing with my pain. You're going to have to deal with it sooner or later my inner voice told me. I know, I replied. I just need some space first.
The inner voice shut up. When I realized I couldn't avoid it any longer, I went upstairs, got into my soft loungy clothes, and lay down. Okay I thought -- but as soon as the ache started to move through me, I flinched away. And then I started crying a little, and then I reached out to Lohain.
I spent some time just being with my pain, and with him, and cherishing a couple of supportive emails from
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I did not take a nap to hide from the pain, nor did I walk across the street to buy nachos to distract myself and try to offset the pain with food pleasure, nor did I drink alcohol. I walked until I was sweaty and starting to feel hollow inside. I'm proud of myself.
Now I'm going to take a shower and then go get soup and bread and grilled shrimp on the barbey for dinner.
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Or at least, it felt good once it was over.
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you did the healthy things for you.
brava!
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