It’s my birthday this week and Mr Awesome is taking me to Devon! Bring on the scones, prosecco and B roads (not in that order).
So here I am trying to write two letters before we head off so that future me
can enjoy a whole week with nothing to worry about, except how to get all the plants and crystal I’m going to buy home.
I’ve got one letter written, which was going to be today’s letter and then I decided to share something with you that’s a bit uncomfortable for me.
A couple of weeks ago someone called me awesome and the little voice in my head chimed in, “Hell yeah you are, people are lucky you’re their friend!”
Wow! I mean WOW! I know I’ve been nurturing my cheerleader
but she sure did surprise me.
So I’ve been debating whether to share this with you, because back when I believed people were only my friend because of what I could do for them, I would have thought this was bullshit and there was no way I was going to ever feel like that.
And yet I do.
A big part of the change was twice weekly sessions with a therapist, who I know is still there for me when I need her.
Then there is accepting praise and compliments
, and not diminishing them, although I need to work on this when it comes to the success of Think with Jude (I’m going to leave the word success there even though it is triggering my inner vampire).
There is also all the amazing people I have around me, who believe in me, love me, challenge me and encourage me.
And finally the messages I have around me, like: