I should be happy with myself today, but for some reason I can't. The reason I should be happy is I have walked the furthest today only my own since my second breakdown. I had three walks today due to my plans once again coming off the rails. The first walk involved walking through the busy bus station, I then had a walk along the beach to take some photographs for Photo Tales, finally I walked home.
I know I should be proud of myself, but all I can think of is 'so what', 'I used to be able to this and more', 'other people would do the same and not even think about it'.
I am having to learn that the past has gone and that I have to look forward, but looking forward scares me, but I wont allow it to scare me to a standstill.
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