How could I call a problem a bad thing???
Real quick.
When I face difficulty, I either take steps towards a possible solution, or I run away. [Usually]
Running away is fine. Nothing really changes in my life. I don't win or lose the battle; I remain safe by removing myself from the issue. Totes fine.
Moving towards a solution is a little different. It's empowering. I amp myself up before I dive in. I give myself emotional strength and determination with great pep talks, and grounding meditation. Then I go for it. The more love I put into the process, the more fun I have. The more relaxed I allow myself to be. Most of the time, the "hard work" isn't hard at all. It's joyous.
I often give my muscles a little flex during and after my battles. I catch myself in the mirror, and I say "Boyyyyyy!! You's a bad-ass bitch!" I feel more beautiful when I rise to the occasion. My lips appear more rosey. My smile is brighter. My hips sway a little. My feet feel more sure of themselves. For a little while, I feel myself being the person I've always wanted to be.
Every problem gives me an opportunity to fall in love with myself all over again. How could I call that a bad thing?
