Dear Me Day 91
Day 91/365
I did this today. Yesterday I reached out to a friend I haven't seen in awhile and invited her to dinner. We enjoyed some comfort food (seriously, a restaurant BASED around mac n cheese???), watched kids play in a fountain, then decided to go hunt down tonight's "super moon."
We drove out to the lake and talked through sunset, then drove around the state park looking for perfect vantage points for tonight's moon.
272 photos later, we headed home. At one point, I confessed to her that asking her to dinner was actually part of a therapy assignment-- to reach out to people, to actually make plan to connect with someone in my life. And I told her she was first round pick because with her, I always feel like I don't have to BE anything. I can just... be.
And that's what this evening was really... me stepping outside (literally and figuratively), clearing my head, and remembering who I am. Remembering the person inside buried beneath anxiety and body issues. And realizing that she won't be buried for ever. Tonight may have been a relatively "safe" step for me, but it was still a step.
I know that eventually, it won't take me two weeks to work up the nerve to reach out to a friend. And eventually, I'll feel as comfortable with all of them as I do with tonight's companion. But for now, I'm proud of my day. Proud of myself. And after a day spent in good company... I feel a little more at ease with myself too. Because going out like we did, relaxing, photographing, chasing the perfect shot, the perfect angle, the perfect moon... reminded me of where I want to be when all of this is over... reminded me of who I really am.
Dear Me Day 91
Day 91/365
I did this today. Yesterday I reached out to a friend I haven't seen in awhile and invited her to dinner. We enjoyed some comfort food (seriously, a restaurant BASED around mac n cheese???), watched kids play in a fountain, then decided to go hunt down tonight's "super moon."
We drove out to the lake and talked through sunset, then drove around the state park looking for perfect vantage points for tonight's moon.
272 photos later, we headed home. At one point, I confessed to her that asking her to dinner was actually part of a therapy assignment-- to reach out to people, to actually make plan to connect with someone in my life. And I told her she was first round pick because with her, I always feel like I don't have to BE anything. I can just... be.
And that's what this evening was really... me stepping outside (literally and figuratively), clearing my head, and remembering who I am. Remembering the person inside buried beneath anxiety and body issues. And realizing that she won't be buried for ever. Tonight may have been a relatively "safe" step for me, but it was still a step.
I know that eventually, it won't take me two weeks to work up the nerve to reach out to a friend. And eventually, I'll feel as comfortable with all of them as I do with tonight's companion. But for now, I'm proud of my day. Proud of myself. And after a day spent in good company... I feel a little more at ease with myself too. Because going out like we did, relaxing, photographing, chasing the perfect shot, the perfect angle, the perfect moon... reminded me of where I want to be when all of this is over... reminded me of who I really am.