I Just Realized I'm DEFENSIVELY GREGARIOUS and now I low-key hate myself.
It seemed like it was time to get ready for the summer of a lifetime, like, forget COVID and monkey butts, and what is soft quitting and OMG the tours have started again!! Yessssss my lovely. We went off to the races and our bodies were like, “HOLD UP. WAIT. A. WHOLE. MINNIT” But we outchere and tired. TIZZIRED of trying to be social and happy, and into self-care, and trauma informed AND witty…
No wonder you just want to sit down by yourself and get a whole grip.
We did discover during the shut downs, thought], that we are social animals and healing especially is a communal act..
So this Saturday is your invitation to stop running around lying to everybody that you're “fine,” “all gud,” “keeping it movin,” “can't complain,” and a new favorite, “blessed and highly favored” as you limp from social engagement to social engagement.
Rather than wait for your body to burst open like an old threadbare pair of pants, we gonna make some public admissions--in community of course--then we gonna dance through the issues in our tissues. We're going to feel the feels so that they can go on about their business and we can get back to living a peaceful, joyful life. OKAAAAY?!?