Granting Ourselves Gentleness

I’ve decided to be gentle with myself.

I’m gentle with that part of me who is working reeeeeeally hard with my job, my nutrition, my exercise, my yoga and meditation practice, my new home, my alcohol abstinence, and my Brandon abstinence. Some initiatives, alas, are proving more tolerable than others. 😩

I’m gentle with that part of me who is angry as hell at this whole thing and even angrier at those who are taking it lightly and putting people I love at risk.

I’m gentle with that part of me who gets all boo-hooey about being single, being denied my previously-scandalous social life, and being cooped up in a tiny space with a womanchild who currently hates me.

I’m gentle with that part of me who doesn’t feel good, look good, or act good.

I’m gentle with that part of me who fears the worst and whose heart aches for a strong set of arms to fall into.