Stupid creeping feelings are back. Please go away, I beg you, don’t ruin my progress. I don’t get where they have come from, nothing bad has happened. Nothing bad in my eyes anyway. Maybe I’m just tired, not sleeping great at the moment. I don’t think that’s it though, just trying to kid myself I’ll be okay.
I want to cry. I need to cry.
June 3rd 2012
"He who does not understand your silence will probably not understand your words."
- Elbert Hubbard
(Source: yrie, via baby-theresnoharm)
So I am now officially unemployed, and I’m so happy. I feel bad because not everyone at my old job was horrid, but in general that place wasn’t helping me get better, and sometimes was making me quite poorly. My last day was actually quite nice, lots of people saying bye and hugging me. Quite a few people came for drinks after work, which I really wasn’t expecting and they gave me a £85 gift voucher for Amazon, which I really really wasn’t expecting! I spent yesterday going absolutely nuts on Amazon buying pretty much everything I have on my wish list, literally one of the best presents I’ve ever got.
I’m going to take June off and kind of just get a bit more in touch with me. Recently I’ve really started to feel I am making some good decisions and starting to trust my instincts more, so I feel that maybe a bit more time dedicated to me might get me further. I know not to rush myself and that taking small steps is very frustrating but in the long run much better than rushing into things and then taking 10 steps further back from where I was originally.
Just feeling positive, and it feels great to feel that way. I feel proud of myself, which is great in itself.
June 2nd 2012
"It is, moreover, useless to cast furtive glances at the way someone else is developing, because each of us has a unique task of self-realization. Although many human problems are similar, they are never identical. All pine trees are very much a like (otherwise we should not recognize them as pines), yet none is exactly the same as another. Because of these factors of sameness and difference, it is difficult to summarize the infinite variations of the process of individuation. The fact is that each person has to do something different, something that is uniquely his own."
- M.-L. von Franz, Man and His Symbols (via ladyladyington)
(via mor-rioghain)
