I’ve been growing my calm these days, an unfamiliar feeling that everything’s going to be okay. Most of my life, I’ve been in a state of panic. Swimming in all my what ifs + the ticking clock society flashes in our face in 80's neon. There’s a powerful space between fanning the fire in your belly and letting go of all things in your mind. Pursuing your passion like a muzzled Grayhound without wanting or trying to control the future. I know that sounds like an oxymoron. How do you want something while not wanting? It’s a very narrow space, one that requires a tremendous amount of balance. And I think spirituality too, something new for me. But if you can get there and walk that line, you will have a sense of calm. And I think that’s where I’ve been able to walk these days. Off and on of course, falling too. Not many can walk that line consistently for a long time. I definitely have my daze and haven’t smashed that clock but it isn’t as loud as it used to be. Because I’ve loosened my life grip. On everything. There is a difference between giving up and letting go. One stems from a place of weakness and the other from a place of strength. I don’t want less or different. I’m just more open to what that will look like and when it will come. We will all have life callouses but gripping too tightly will make you tear. Life is not meant to be lived with blood on your hands.

Author of “I Used To Be A Miserable F*CK” and “Single. on Purpose.” IG: theangrytherapist

Author of “I Used To Be A Miserable F*CK” and “Single. on Purpose.” IG: theangrytherapist

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