The dip, just like a circle in the water, starts getting larger and larger until it engulfs my entire being. And, snap! Just like that, I am in a different dimension: on the outside of my life looking in.
When I was told for the first time that this is a marathon and not a sprint, I was happy. I thought it meant this is an effort you can pace for yourself where you can grab water in the in-betweens, breathe, actually sometimes even enjoy the scenery or the run. The reality is … this is a marathon of sprints.
Next week is mental health week. It makes me smile to realize that I am turning 43 years old, at the beginning of mental health