I've come to the conclusion I am a control freak, with my life and those who are in it.
Not that I need to control others, I just need to control my life the way I god damn well want to.
Of late that hasn't been happening and of course, the result is panic attacks, real doozies.
Last night I had a huge cry, of course us women know that crying releases tension and gives our silly minds a break from overthinking shit.
Feeling better now I am left with a sense of ' let it go Joe and move on' from what? well feeling the need to be in control, feeling the need to mange everything, obviously one can only do so much in life, sometimes things are beyond our control, so in times like those I need to remember to let it go and go outside, count the clouds in the sky, watch the birdies dance on the wing and take a deep breath.
AND also be a little crazy, silly, let the child come out to play. Today is Friday, today I am making an effort to see (perspectively) the joy in life.
Ohh yeh and I'm also going to finish something I started the beginning fo this week. Nothing beats closing a folder and saying to yourself "job well done girl"
