I’ve had a lot going on. Plenty for a perfectly healthy person. Let alone someone on disability.

The thought, “I’m not someone anyone would want to be in a relationship with” just ran through my mind. This instantly added rapid negative thoughts of all the reasons why. Until I just stopped and realised…

What the actual fuck?!?

I am a wonderful, funny, charismatic, intelligent, confident woman. Most of the time. I know myself better than ever before. I care about things. I care about other people. I care about making a difference.. but most of all, I care about me.

I matter. Absolutely I do. I am worthy of love. Absolutely every single person is.

I know what unconditional love is.

I feel it. I know I am worthy of it.

But right now, I am honestly just so happy in the fact that I was able to recognise this thought and stop it in it’s tracks.

I am definitely worthy of a couple of days resting and relaxing, after pushing myself to achieve something that was so incredibly important to me.

Going to Brisbane as a Storyteller proved to me what I have always known for so long. I guess it’s just taking a while for my human side to catch up.

But this moment right now on Tuesday afternoon at 3:22pm I am so frickin proud of myself! I know I’m going to be ok 😌