Well …
I’m not gunna lie.
Last week wasn’t very good.
In fact, it was a complete shit show.
It was so awful I don’t even think I want to blog about it because I certainly don’t want to relive any of it. Basically, my week was filled with rheumatoid arthritis & crohn’s flare-ups, stupid steroids, and I chipped a tooth. Then two clients cancelled, I had three different meltdowns on three different days for three different reasons, and I was #mandown for the first time in a really long time, which totally sucked. My anxiety was through the roof and my depression hit really hard.
Luckily, I finally remembered the only way to get out of that dark place is to force myself to get my shit together. And then I sent out 15 follow up messages to everyone that remotely showed interest in wanting to get organized and I booked two clients for next week.
So, yeah.
I had a bad week.
A really fucking bad week.
It happens.
But now?
I’m over it.
It’s time to refocus, regroup, pull up my bootstraps, and get back to the business of living happily again.
And that’s a wrap.
Here’s to knowing my upcoming week will be awesome!
Love,
M
