Yesterday was a rough day for me, personally. I had one of the biggest anxiety attacks I've ever experienced, which led to medicating myself with anxiety pills and spending the majority of the day feeling like a zombie. I didn't start to feel better...
You see, people like us, the misfits and maladjusted freaks of society are the most amazing people. We're superheros. We grow up being taught that who we are is wrong and we get beaten down into submission...
Imagine what our world would be like if everyone loved themselves so much that they weren't threatened by other people's opinions or skin colors or sexual preferences or talents or education or possessions or lack of possessions or religious beliefs or customs or their general tendency to just be whoever the hell they are.
So, my feeling is that it doesn't really matter what it is that we hold onto tightly and try to protect about ourselves, most of us feel like others just wouldn't love us or even like us the same way if they knew about these things. I've known people that hid their ethnicity or their religion because they feared backlash from others. Certainly, coming out as Gay or Lesbian is a typical kind of thing to hear about, but we can come out about
Today I asked my angels to choose an oracle card that would help, not only me, but anyone who reads this post today or in the future. They chose to speak to me through the Keepers of The Light deck
Honesty is hard work. It takes courage, commitment and a lot of self love. Honesty, done with love and empathy for the other person/people is the best (and only, in my opinion) way to live your life. Living a lie is mostly hurting you, but it also hurts those around you. You might feel like you're protecting them, but
About a month ago I shared a post about Slade Roberson's book, The Money Shift, and promised to report back after I had worked through his system for attracting money and abundance.
My anxiety always hits me in the gut, so when I feel anxious I get bowel upset, dry mouth, rapid heart beat, sweaty palms and sometimes feel like I can't take a deep breath. It got so bad that I was sure I had IBS (Irritable Bowel Syndrome) and talked to my doctor about it. Unfortunately, there didn't seem to be anything they could do for me.