A dress
A book
A song
The realisation that if I let someone love me, I won’t die.
Okay, the last bit is slightly metaphysical…
My new homework is hearing the positives and letting people in… And I’m (very slowly) getting there. Bizarely I’m very good at giving, just hopeless at recieving. The net result in that the emotion bank is empty after some poor lending decisions and investment that went bad…
I am expecting a state bail out and then will pay myself massive bonuses… Or I could just try and learn a better way of relating…
Other tasks. Getting on with things, not self-sabbotaging, realising that chocolate is not love. Really. Who knew? Appreciating the ok-ness of me and you!