I write them for redemption. Redemption for the relationship with myself. Because that's the only one I can control. And it's the only one in which I can forgive myself, And know that I'm not the one who is broken. I write because if I try to shovel my feelings under the carpet, it's my own sanity that suffers. Suffering with trying to make a relationship right. And try as hard as you will, you can't make anyone do anything.
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Regret and repel are great motivators. Sometimes you have to know what you don't want in order to get what you do. How are you spending your time lately? Do you own it with a meaningful, guilt free routine?
I quickly realized that in growing my businesses, working full time, and coaching many moms in their health and fitness, I was starting to work myself to death. And I didn't want to end up rich and noteworthy, but alone and unfulfilled. Richness to me is in the quality of my relationships, not the number in my bank account. But for some people, that's not the case. For some people, their inner child is not a good one.