The Dawn Chorus…

Last week, I chopped almost all of my hair off while my anxiety was chewing on my brains. By some miracle, it didn’t turn out too bad, and I even like it 🤪🤪

Another good thing about it is that there isn’t enough hair anymore for me to grab on and chopchopchop when I’m freaking out🌈

For a moment, I felt so much lighter and freer, almost as if I’d never left a corporate machine grind my soul to a fine powder. 💃🦝🚮

I’m exhausted, and this 6-day work week isn’t helping. But, under all the exhaustion, I can finally feel the fire again 🔥

I feel so inspired, and there is so much that I want to do!! But right now, I’m just an exhausted ball of frustration. Ready to burst with all the bright things, but I can’t even keep my eyes open long enough 💤

I’m not meant for this. There is still a bright light that I’m crawling towards. The issue is that I look more like a moth hitting my head on a computer screen than a strong woman that would make baby Chloë proud.🙈

I’m growing tomatoes and growing my limbs back. I want to feel like a beautiful flower but I see myself more in the dying ones around my house atm 🥀

I’m coming back, I promise. But I still need to take a few steps before I can jump off that cliff and fall back into my own arms ⏳️