Sometimes the Best Therapy is DIRT!!!
- athompson121
- Feb 7, 2021
- 1 min read
I hate camouflage, I hate Dirt, and Sundays
afternoons are made for napping 💤 can I get an Amen?!?!
I love makeup, I love all things that glitter, and I like the smell of CLEAN..... I’m just not your mud bogging, dirt never hurt kinda gal.
As you can see, I’m outnumbered by guys 😳 However, it’s these guys that keep me going, though and there’s not much I wouldn’t do for them.
This is how my afternoon started off:
We had a blast today!
Our oldest will be 18 this year. It’s really hard for me to wrap my head around sometimes. I was just a baby, myself, when he was born. We grew up together. Along the way, I’ve made mistakes, he has made mistakes, everybody has made mistakes. Heck, that’s just part of life! But, the one mistake we didn’t make today was missing out on the chance to play in the dirt!!!
I say all this to say, I’m imperfect.
I’ve suffered from depression and anxiety my whole life. I know what it is like to not want to get out of bed, to not be able to sleep because your mind won’t turn off, or to sit down and eat a whole box of cookies because eating your feelings away gives you a little bit of comfort.
The dirt I’m not a fan of, gave me comfort, happiness, and a sense of belonging. Sometimes, it’s the strangest things that can become a therapist. Don’t be afraid to look outside the box. Your path to happiness may have been in front of you the whole time.
Today, dirt was my therapy.
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