I’m getting there. I’m getting back to myself again. I feel my optimism returning, my zest for life. My energy levels are getting back to normal. Today I had an “a-ha!” moment, a conversation that really solidified my recovery. I popped into a shop here in town and got talking to the sales associate. She informed me that the owner was going to be posting an ad to hire someone for 15 hours a week. And my first thought was, “I can do that.” So I told the sales associate that I’d apply. It’s a huge step, but after 6 months, it’s one that I feel ready to take. I want to be working again. I NEED to have a bit of schedule and routine in my life.
I then came home and sat on my balcony. It was so recharging to sit in the sun with my plants and listen to the birds. I am hopeful again. Because I can see the end of this.