It's the small things...

So I saw my therapist today. It was good, brought a lot of relief. I no longer feel as heavy a weight on my chest. Still there, but not as burdensome. She said something that was really helpful. Just take things one step at a time, one foot in front of the other. Just like running. She said it would be hard and long, but I will eventually reach my goal. Again, just like running. Jogging is going to be helpful getting me over the hump. Gotta keep at it, one step at a time. I'm working up to a 5K and eventually a half. Not something I can do overnight. It takes time. Just like it will take time to get over my relationship.

When I got home, I took a warm shower and just let the water fall on my skin. The shower has always been my safe place. I got really sad for a moment and I let myself cry it out. One of those deep cries with the short breaths. I cried it out and it felt good. And then while my eyes were closed, I felt a nose on my eyelids. My cats came up and were just rubbing my face. And I noticed one of my cats has one black whisker and the rest are white. Just those small things. Made me smile, stand up and finish. My animals are awesome at cheering me up :)