I’m just about to head to Helsingborg to take a train to Copenhagen. I leave for the U.S. today.
My thoughts and emotions are flying chaotically but now isn’t the time to craft a lengthy post about that. However, I don’t want to leave Sweden without saying the following:
Thank you for saving me. I’m obsessively grateful.
#swedensavesmysoul #apapeerosphilia #eatingatme
This month I’ve participated in Gala Darling’s #RadicalSelfLoveJanuary Instagram Challenge (link to my Instagram account on the right side of the blog). It’s been a fun experience and has expanded my social media scope, both of which were my desired outcomes.
The prompt for today (January 28) is #RadicalSelfLoveLetter. The timing of this couldn’t be better because, currently, I’m not my biggest fan and that’s a very good thing. The letter I’ve composed is tough, and reads similar to what put me on the path to Sweden for soul saving.
It reads:
“Dear Bek:
You’re parasailing over rock bottom – be careful. You’ve hit the floor a few times in the past, as the result of circumstances that were far worse, but this time, there’s no one else at whom to point the finger but you.
This reality hurts like hell but you’ve forced your own hand. Time to make some critical changes so that everything else you’ve gained doesn’t go to shit. You deserve better, as do your loved ones.
Don’t stop ‘til you’re done.”
Friends, I’m having breakthroughs, and you’re coming along for the ride in real time. Anyone else in the sweet spot?
