I am learning all the time. The tombstone will be my diploma.
— Eartha Kitt
Skipping last Thursday (didn’t spend a ton of time with friends this year, I guess, because nothing’s coming to mind). Last Friday’s prompt:
What was the best thing you learned about yourself this past year? And how will you apply that lesson going forward? (Author: Tara Weaver)
In a nutshell, I learned that I can’t be too proud or stubborn to ask for help when I’m sinking. When my anxiety and depression came back full force after I stopped taking my anti-depressants this summer, I resisted going back for help as long as I could because part of me thought it meant I was weak and if I just tried *harder* I could get better on my own. I still fight that idea every day, but I’m slowly learning to accept it.