I’ve been sitting here staring at this text box trying to find the words to describe how I’m feeling this morning. Nothing sounds quite right, likely due in part to how jazzed up I am. My mind is racing so it’s hard to focus.
I had a staff meeting this morning, one that I initiated and facilitated. This was my first such meeting because in my last job I wasn’t permitted to have any kind of authority or attention. I was worried about how the meeting would go. Would people push back against what I was asking of them? Would they be miserable? Would they just write me off?
I’m thrilled to say that they all seemed to respond positively. I’ve even gotten a few emails with ideas and it looks like they’re looking forward to collaborating more. I’m so excited and happy that I’m practically vibrating with good feelings. I’m excited for what we’ll be able to accomplish by working together.
This is completely different from my last job. I was excluded from everything, even my own work sometimes. I was yelled at, yelled over top of, even outright ignored. On more than one occasion I’d start talking, catch someone’s eye, and they’d look away from me, leaving me talking to myself mid-sentence. It was such a traumatizing experience, I was always on edge, waiting to get yelled at, to get written up for something insignificant. I’ve recently realized that this broke me. It too closely mirrored the stress and fear I felt growing up in a dysfunctional family, and it lasted for 3 years. It changed me. Until recently, I’ve been afraid to go to work for no discernible reason. This was when my therapist and I began discussing possible PTSD.
For once, I actually have mostly positive updates for her and I’m looking forward to our session.
Now, on to my fast and my weight! I am currently 46 hours through a planned 121 hour fast. The first two days have flown by, I actually thought I started yesterday. When I started I weighed 163lbs, this morning I weighed 161.8 so it might actually take me until Wednesday to dip into the 150s. That’s totally fine, I started this month weighing 170 so this is still an amazing amount of progress in a short amount of time. The only thing I still have to work on somehow is my trouble sleeping. I’m tired today, just like I was yesterday, yet I’m unable to fall asleep at night or even take a nap during the day to give me a bit of pep. Otherwise, I’m really happy these days. ^.^