The first year after my divorce I was numb. I smiled and did all the things but was largely performing in a zombie state. Yet I'm healthy now or lets say on the road to it. With this new found state of mental health and peace the tears won't stop falling. Sometimes I'm not even sure why I'm crying. I'm not crying over spilled milk but it's close. So close.
I'm sure there are many tears I never cried that are coming out now, but I think what's really happening is I'm awake and aware. Woke AF, kids! :-) I've found a yoga studio which has been my refuge and I've finally made my practice about tuning into my body's sensations and not how it looks. With awareness comes feeling and I'm feeling all over the place. Though interesting is that I cry harder when someone is kind to me than when I'm sad, frustrated or hurt.
I still see tears as weakness. I hate when someone sees me cry. I hope this stage ends soon...
It’s good to get it out I love you
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