I was dying. My heart and soul that is. I couldn’t breathe. I felt lost in a world that whirled around me. If I didn’t make some changes soon I knew I would be gone. It was now or never…I had to find the key to unlock my imprisoned spirit, she was crying out to me for help! My first hint was when I landed in my doctor’s office with heart palpitations.. I rode the treadmill, performed all the cardiac stress tests and did everything they told me to do. In the end, he looked at me and simply said, “It’s stress”. Yep, as simple as that, stress. I knew in that moment my life had to change. I was killing myself, and for what? Running around like a chicken to make sure everyone was happy, everyone but me that is. I wanted everyone to like me and see what a hero I was, but “appearing” to be the hero nearly killed me.
I woke up. And then the work began….
Written in my journal 2 years ago, in reference to the day my life changed, 10 years ago.