I’ve had a good week. For a few reasons.
- Paul is hosting another Blog Carnival this month, in which my post on “10 good things about falling apart” features. 🙂 Twelve months ago I never would have thought I’d be good enough to participate in such a Carnival, let alone write the post that I wrote and actually believe the progress that I have made. Yay for me, I say! There are some really great entries in the Carnival, so I encourage you to check it out.
- My mother stayed with me this week. Quite unexpectedly, this wasn’t the usual recipe for disaster. Mostly I enjoyed her company, and she was able to help me with a few things I hadn’t been able to do myself, plus we were able to get out and do a few things which were fun. She also seemed to have a better handle on her caustic tongue. And even when she didn’t I was able to let things wash over me. For the most part, anyway. To her credit, she even said a few nice things – like telling me a new top I was wearing looked “nice”, that some of the photos I took were “good” and that seeing a dietician was a “good idea”. This might not sound like a big deal, but for her, it is. She’s the type of mother for whom nothing is ever good enough. When I was a kid and I brought home 90% on a test, she’d ask where the other 10% was. No need to say this had a lasting and fairly damaging effect on my self esteem (though my father’s mockery was always much more insidious).
- It seems that therapy is working more of its magic, as I continue to make progress in ways I would never have believed. Things that I’ve wanted to do for a long time, but couldn’t even contemplate a year ago, are now becoming possible. Things like travel (or at least planning to travel), volunteering (at least planning to volunteer) … and even some goals for the year (beyond “get out of bed every day”). In amongst my goals are two things I have been too scared to do for over a decade. They look pretty silly when I write them down, but here goes… before the year is out, I want to wear a dress and some heels. Yep, you read me right – I want to look like a G I R L !!! 😀