Today I am like a butterfly flitting from task to task, never finishing one thing. I cannot settle my mind. It’s spinning. This time, not on my mother, but on me, a topic that always unsettles me. I am putting lots of pressure on myself - to get out there. One, because I need a source of income, but I also need to meet some people my age. Start my life here. The task seems daunting.
with Mum all settled in at the Villa I have had time to focus a little more on my job hunt. I have been up early every morning looking at postings.
This morning I am filled with anxiety.
the what if’s…
my self-critic saying I am not good enough.
At times (such as now) I find it crippling.