Sometimes it’s okay not to be okay
Have you ever had a time in your life when you just weren’t, okay? If we’re honest, we all have. This Monday morning, I’m in that space. I’m not terrible, not falling to pieces, no tears—just not okay. As I self-diagnose and spend some time in introspection, I think I’ve discovered some answers. For starters, I tend to cram a plethora of activities into a minuscule amount of time. Does anyone else have that tendency? It’s like trying to fit all my Aldi shopping bags into one little bag to save space in my car. It can be done, but my bags aren’t in the greatest shape ...