This whiny, broken-hearted voice inside my head is getting me nowhere. Fast.
But it hurts. Right. Got that. Check.
It was a 30-year relationship. Uh-huh. Check.
He's moved on and I can't seem to. Check. Check. Check.
It was perfect timing, last night, when I came across a post by Debbie Nigro, "A Formula for Getting Back to Great!". She seemed to be speaking directly to me:
"First, this important announcement: There is no Emotional Rescue Squad coming to save you from all this new crap."
And then she told me what I needed to do:
"Strap on you 'attitude' darlin' cause you're seriously gonna need it for this phase."
Immediately, her words create traction beneath my feet. An opportunity to move forward. The timing is perfect. I want to move forward. I want to do more than stand up and fall down. I just needed some serious traction.