I call days like today the hangover day. I indicated about one on Sunday and today was one for me personally. The emotional hangover day. The day where your body adjusts to the emotions that were emitted from the body. Where the physical body has to cope with the mental release. And believe me, there is an adjustment. I’m sure there is an actual term for this and I honestly should know if there is, since I studied it in college. It’s a true indicator that the mind truly rules the body and affects it.

After my post yesterday, I had a full blown cry. Full body cry. I told my hubbie what has all been going on and I talked it out to him. Sobbing while talking. Sobtalk. I just invented a new word. It didn’t feel good to sobtalk, it was very painful talking about the root cause (losing Mom) and I didn’t want to do it. But I also couldn’t stop it at the same time.

Today when I woke up, the hangover was there. I was exhausted. But. BUT, I got out of bed. I walked downstairs and worked. At about noon I realized that I did 2 things successfully. Then the work calls piled on, but I handled them. I then went for a walk outside before the rain came (thank you Jesus) and I did it in 37 minutes.

Accomplishing what I’ve accomplished in the past few days, has solidified that I’m getting stronger everyday, I’m healing every day, I’m owning myself every day. I know my worth as my own person.