I just got off the phone with my biggest opponent and I'm left with trembling hands and weak knees. But this time I didn't cry. Not once. Standing up for myself and putting the people-pleasing in my pocket for a time leaves me feeling like I ran a marathon. Each cell in my body feels jittery, almost nauseated. Can individual cells feel nausea? Well, mine do.
Three cheers for backbone!
Hooray! Hooray!! Hooray!!!
But the real champion and unsung hero is my blog, and the way writing calms my quickened heart-rate and stills my shaking hands. God bless Blogger and my sweet readers who always encourage and love.