First of the month musings – July.
June 2020 will likely go down as the most emotional and mentally draining months ever. Exhausted doesn’t even begin to describe how the last 30 days left me. It may also be the most transformative.
Through all the headaches, teary-eyed moments and disappointment in people (those in my life personally and those at large), I’ve been able to reevaluate and take inventory in my life — eliminating things (and folk) that no longer serve me. It’s like a switch flipped and told me that it’s time to either shit or get off the pot. Whatever this process is called, it’s slowly but surely taking me out of comfort zone, and in many ways allowing me to see myself for the first time. It’s wild. Through all this, I feel a better equipped to handle whatever the next 31 days has to offer. I’m a work in progress, but I refuse to beat myself up over situations/people I can’t change. I think this is my ‘no, that doesn’t work for me’ phase. Whew, bitch! it’s taken a lifetime to get here — and I swear it’s uncomfortable as FUCK — but, to quote a little known lounge singer from Houston, I gotta “be about that action.”