Self- Talk is a large part of anyone’s life. Talking kindly to yourself is at the root of being brave. “We” constantly and subconsciously have thoughts running through our minds at any given time. I am learning to chuck the negative thoughts out the window. I stop myself in my tracks. The ones that cut me down and make me feel unloved. The ones that make me afraid. Speaking kindly to myself gives me the strength to be strong. Even if somewhere deep down, deeply rooted in trauma of my past that I do not deserve it. I sure as hell deserve this self-love chat, it is a gift that I can keep giving myself. My words of positive self talk have the power to change my mindset.

Not that I have a great track record of doing so. I have always admired this person I wanted so badly to be. I was told an affirmation in high school, that I am a Sexy Beast, as some of you might know or heard me refer to before. I had trouble believing it or focusing hard enough to become it. I feel for the first time in my life I am reaching that point. I feel like a Sexy Beast as my mind recovers and my mental chatter quiets in my head as it recovers. I believe it. I believe that I am. I am working on setting some hard healthy boundaries with friends and family. I am not calling a friend nearly as much for support or for comfort. Finding solace in my own company.

I spent some time today at a local park, reflecting. I read, I journaled, I did some stretching. I relaxed by the river and gathered my thoughts. It was some of the best holistic medicine I have done in some time. Best o all it was free. Taking time for myself today and my own self care cost me nothing. In the evening, I watched the sun descend and dusk settle. The spectacular view from my garden brings me peace. It was a near perfect day. Even napped on my own accord. It was my own safe place to land.

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