I have stopped writing.
In fact, I have stopped doing a lot of things that I once did that I thought were good for me. For example:
I have stopped going to the gym.
I have stopped reading.
I have stopped meditating.
I have stopped watching films.
I have stopped going out.
I have stopped writing letters.
I have stopped waking up on time.
I have stopped being regular with my doctor and therapist.
I don’t know if I am complaining. But I am looking at this list with a certain sense of disdain. I’ve become sloppy, haven’t I? I am neglecting myself in some way or another and I can’t help but think, this is all a calamity waiting to happen. You know how it is – you don’t fix it until its broken. But what happened to safe and sorry and looking before leaping?
I have to start, or restart. I’ve got to stop stopping. Maybe this post is a beginning…
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You’ve stopped being Happy too !!!! There is so much pain..…
you’re hurting …aren’t you ???
I see that this post was in Aug last year … I hope you’ve stopped stopping.. I so hope you are happier today .