On a good note, I went to the gym, and did my own weigh in -- down another pound. I was hoping for more, felt like I'd made some good progress, I had my hopes on an awesome week. But... any progress is better than NO progress.
On a good note, another personal best on the treadmill
working on my speed - 2 miles in 28:18 ..... Yippee! :)
Maybe that's because I'm trying to outrun the demons in my mind. I was awake last night with tidbits of convos running through my mind. I get mad at myself for thinking or assuming that others are as open as I am.
And really, its the little things. Saying something untruthful sure is hurtful in the long run. It takes two people to make a friendship, relationship or marriage work well. By the same token, shame on me for believing things without questioning them. Why is it that we so easily believe with our hearts, and leave logic out of the equation when it comes to relationships? The really sad/bad/hurtful part is what happens when the truth comes out. Things can never go back to how they were before.
It wasn't just ascii text crossing the great internets.
It could have been the best.
The hardest part for me is getting past the self esteem issues--
the negative part of my brain that asks "why am I never good enough???"
I'm good, just not good enough.
Except I am.
I am a good, caring person.
I am good enough.
I am enough.
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