A Recovering Junkie…


Some things happened last week…that while they weren’t life threatening emergencies…they were emergent in nature…and therefore…stressful…much more so than my normal…calm…little life has become…and while I wasn’t consciously rattled during the midst of things…when I got home…I was totally exhausted…drained…done

I turned on the TV and sat in the chair…and just didn’t move…for the longest time…

That’s when…Bertha…pointed out to me…that my exhaustion was actually the aftermath of an adrenaline rush…she also reminded me…of all the years…when I seemed to thrive on that rush…when I loved being in the thick of things…the crazier…the better…

Of course…once again…she had nailed me…I did…I just didn’t remember it feeling so bad afterwards…she said that’s because…it was such a constant thing…like ocean waves…continually rolling in…I wasn’t aware of the aftermath because I was already riding the next wave…

I see that now…I’m not sure exactly when I changed…but…as I recall…it was with…Bertha’s…encouragement…that I started writing…that I left the job that was slowly killing me…that I started changing my thoughts…one at a time…

And…I’m so glad that I did…

Jane

2 thoughts on “A Recovering Junkie…

  1. I am glad you did too! Otherwise, I would never have met such a wonderful and thoughtful person! Not to mention your terrific book, “Bertha Size Your Life”! Thanks for changing.

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