A good friend told me if I was going to make #fail friday a recurring theme on the blog, that I should also be doing a #success saturday.
I thought about it for 3.4 nano seconds and knew she was absolutely right. It’s another step toward wholeness for me. I am a success addict (meaning I hate failing – and won’t even try, sometimes, if success is not assured.) But I still haven’t really learned how to celebrate a success.
So – on Fridays I get real about screwing up – and on Saturdays, I’ll take a little time to commemorate. Sometimes those achievements will be big – and sometimes they’ll be just big enough to say ‘I did it.’
I made a commitment last summer to wholeness – weight loss or not, I wanted to be complete. And I started on a journey of self-discovery that I had theretofore never attempted. It’s been enlightening, excruciating, at times comical, and very healing.
This week I made a colossal self-discovery. And with that discovery, I became a demon slayer…literally and figuratively. It felt a little bit like this.
It wasn’t as bloody – but it was definitely as monumental. Slay your demons.