That is how I feel today. I am reading The Artist Way and writing my morning pages; and for some strange reason it is bringing out a feeling of sadness.
Maybe it is because I realized, that all those things that I've dreamed, all my feelings and my needs have been placed behind everything. I totally forgot that I am a human being.
I need to do things that I want to do and feel things that I want to feel.
I have never been my own priority. I have always lived my life thinking of others and how will they feel if I do a certain thing.
I need to work on this, I need to feel comfortable been my own priority.
There's a lot of work to be done. and it starts today, right now...
This is what I am hearing now