It's like bitch and bitchier. They are like the bully duo in junior high that don't let you walk down the hallway without almost having a stroke from anxiety. Here's the deal... I procrastinate, which fills me with guilt, that results in avoidance, that results in anxiety. Evil bully bitches.
The ironic part is - I learned looooooooooooooong ago how to deal with bullies, and here I am, allowing myself to be bullied...by me. How did that happen?
So, in the work, I have learned to face it (whatever IT is), get it over with, and move on. It conquers the anxiety, it fights the demon, and stuffs the bully in a locker.
I stuffed a bully in a locker today... and I am grateful.
Maybe tomorrow...I could get my mail... maybe.
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