I don’t recall whether it was a character in a Jane Austen novel or Scarlett O’Hara who said it, but I always try to remember what a friend told me in high school on a particularly tough day: “Tomorrow is another day.”
I’m 1,000% percent better today… leading me to believe that I just needed to hit an emotional bottom to get it all out of my system. It’s still terribly tough, but the situation doesn’t feel hopeless anymore, and I got the first good night’s sleep in a long time last night. My priorities today? Getting work done, taking care of myself, going to look at a used car (maybe), and eating lots of chocolate chip cookie dough. Raw. From the freezer. Namaste.