Revision

Sometimes, I think we need to be prodded. Pushed. Hounded. Whatever it is you call it. Other times, I think not. Very often I find myself saying “yes,” when I really want to say “no.” Then I feel angry about it.

In my ongoing efforts to “be real” (take that Velveteen Rabbit!), I have decided when I want to say “no,” I am saying it. And this week I did. Then I said “yes” on my own. I know you all probably think I am an idiot because these things should be normal, right? But I felt great that I said “no” and didn’t let myself be pressured. Afterwards, I said “yes” and I felt good and happy about it because I didn’t feel like I said “yes” only to make sure someone wasn’t pissed at me.

I have absolutely no idea if this makes any sense. My apologies if it doesn’t. The upshot of it is, I said “no.” Then I made my own decision and said “yes.” I am glad I did too. I had a good time.

In other progress this week … going to yoga. Just going and doing something — that’s got to be a step in the right direction.

All in all it was a good week. I got out of my comfort zone. I let me be me, mostly (it’s a constant challenge). So yay me.