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Post by caressa on May 28, 2011 2:16:06 GMT -5
The other post was about the alcoholic in my life. Was just have a little chuckle at myself. Today when I stopped at the pharmacy for my medication, I spied a pink pig, a very fat hot pink pig. It has it's mouth open, It squeaks. It is now sitting on top of my monitor to remind me of my food disorder. It is sitting there with my bear which tells me to look at my life, have some introspection as to where my life is heading. Beside it is a frog which reminds me to keep it clean, my thoughts, actions, and my mouth. On the other side is a deer, telling me to treat myself with TLC and be gentle with myself.
For so many years, I had such a rigid outlook on life. Fear kept me from loosening up and having fun. Fear of putting the wrong foot forward, fear of saying the wrong thing, fear of taking the next right step, fear you wouldn't like me, fear of rejection, abandonment, etc.
Just because I make a mistake, doesn't mean I am one. It is okay to be me. Pick myself up, brush myself off, and try it again. Look at what happened, and if the coyote comes out, learn to laugh at myself.
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Post by majestyjo on Sept 25, 2016 1:47:05 GMT -5
This goes with the chip of the day. Laughter is the best medicine. I saw that phrase many years ago, about 65 I think in our bathroom. The Reader's Digest was the family literature when we were ensconced on the throne.
I have been known to talk to my God will bethroned. I am sure it is good to laugh there too.
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Post by caressa222 on Sept 28, 2020 1:08:44 GMT -5
An awesome gift. A fellow room mate said she didn't know how I could laugh with all that had gone on in my life.
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