Often I find myself framing things in such a way that it scares me. These frames come with a lot of “what ifs”. What if I get too tired? What if I have a panic attack while I’m there? What if I have to take my meds and I can’t drive home? What if? What if? What if? Funny how those questions don’t seem to naturally skew to the other side. What if I have a great time? What if it energizes me? What if something amazing happens while I’m there? I’m working on the balance between choosing what is right for me and being a little lost in the “what ifs”. Figuring it out is a matter of self-love! Love yourself first!
Love, Cher
