breakdown

That happened tonight - to me. Crying so hard I couldn't breathe. Letting it all out. But as I sit here now, all I can think about are choices... And for many months I've decided to bottle up my feelings, hold it all in, move on and hope that it all just 'worked out' for me. But I'm a planner. I think about my choices and then I make a decision - on the things in life that I can control. Like not eating that extra bread, french fries and dessert. Like going to the gym regularly. Like what I do with my free time. Like how I treat people. Like how I view myself. Like trying my best at everything I do. Like being patient.

And as my mother said earlier, "Life didn't get messy in one day and one day won't straighten it out." And she's right. 

So what'd I do? I find blogs to help me sort through my feelings. And I write.

"I want to be one who notices, one who takes in, one who cries, celebrates beauty, picks a fight that's worth it.  I want to teem with excitement and joy and moments that are so good they hurt.  I want to cry with those who cry and laugh with those who laugh.  I don't want to push feeling away because it just feels like...too much.  When did I become afraid to be too much?" - Tiny Twig: Sensuality


And if you're struggling with identity, body image, sorting life out, seeing how precious you are in God's sight and finding all there is to love about yourself: Miss Lauren, Good Women Project founder is the perfect thing to read. And even if you're not, you should too.

Operation Bloom Wherever I'm Planted starts right now.