Can I be kind today?
Kind to myself, kind to others, kind to my world.
Some mornings I wake up and really have to think about it. The urge to go back to bed, to snap, to yell are all to overwhelming.
Anger can be so intense. The urge to explode, lava pouring out with the words of feelings of frustration. The daily grind becoming too much to handle.
The list is too long,
The kids aren’t listening,
I am tired, hungry, etc
Money is tight,
My husband is preoccupied,
There is not enough time in the day.
The constant feeling of hovering over the edge. Swaying dangerously on the ledge of explosion.
It stays like that, waiting for that moment, the moment the release will occur. The yelling, the stomping, the crying, the screaming.
In the moment it feels worth it, but is it?
What was accomplished? Really…
The high after release, then the guilt of explosion.
It can be hard to be calm. I know.
Tantrums are a tool in my adult tool belt. Inappropriate for my age, but I still haven’t grown out of them.
Tantrums haven’t gotten me anywhere efficiently. The slow down the progress, push me down until I can build myself up again.
So today I will be kind. I will be calm, and breath.
I will remember that it is never worth the tantrum.
I am stronger, smarter and better then that.