Me before the ballet…
Hold onto special moments… when you’re enjoying things, when you feel good.
Remember them, highlight them, force them to the forefront of the mind.
When existential crisis is simply a way of life-a perennial buzzing noise at the back of the brain, so longstanding and so negatively normal… Good Times must be returned to, savoured, calmly surveyed inch by inch.
With a fearfilled interview ahead of me this week, involving me remembering traumatic events that I have buried to simply survive living… I need these precious triggers of Goodness, anticipation, warmth, safety.
Planning my outfit, pulling on my silky, delicate tights, choosing my bling with a careful aesthetic eye, eyelining with dramatic emphasis, wrapping myself in my faux fur…
Spending 2 hours indulging in beauty that is unnecessary but oh so necessary….
Do this for You, for your loved ones so they can get the best of you, so you can be resurrected once again to that bright, shiny You.