This morning I did something awful.
Well I did a lot of good things. But today I’m not writing about the good things.
Today I made decisions that meant that I did a lot of very useful things.
I just did one awful thing.
The very useful things helped me all day.
The awful thing was left behind this morning.
Perhaps sometime, when I have been at it for longer I will blog about one of the very useful things that I did.
Today I blog about the awful one.
I felt fan-tas-tic after every one of the good things that I did.
I shocked myself with the awful thing.
BUT
I was pleased that I shocked myself.
I don’t think I have ever had it shock me before.
It means that – perhaps the good work that I have been doing is working.
It means the therapy I did has continued to change me with practice.
…. even if I did do something awful.
This morning, not far from the start of the day
I said,
“#*@t Jill, you’re stupid!” in disgust.
And I meant it.
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