Life is in the gaps
My last blog post was called the messy middle, now I'm looking at life being in the gaps - there's something clearly about finding space. Currently I am all over the place, so I apologise if this blog reads like a collection of random thoughts - but it's truthful to where I find myself. It's been a tough few weeks, difficult questions posed by therapy and for the first time ever I find myself really reacting strongly to those therapeutic challenges - I'm questioning what I'm being asked, wondering if I'm being 'told off' by my therapist or worse I've let them down. None of which is true, I know that and she's very careful in what she says and the challenge she gives - knowing I like to raise myself to a challenge. Being nice won't get me to shift. Two questions asked to me recently that I reacted badly to - "who am i now?" and "why do I keep knocking myself down or self-sabotage, when it's going well" I found the...