Getting Started...

Really happy I made my mom take this picture :)

There’s just something about getting started. Freaks me out. Not sure why.

Oh, that’s not true, I do know why. Well, slightly sure why.

Getting started means a commitment has been met (?) or agreed to.

The thing for me with getting started is that I know my history. I know that I don’t always show up which leaves me feeling as though I can’t count on myself to finish what I’ve started. To be honest, I’m not very committed to myself. Which makes me extremely sad…

I’ve done a lot of work through therapy and an intensive reprogramming of my internal self-dialogue. All of this work has led me to decide that these are the days I will be using to finally find and dive in head first into the commitment that I’ve craved/striven/hungered/you name it for for myself for such a long time.

Here’s to being committed and showing up for myself, however my untested little heart can achieve it!

Will you come on this journey with me? How do you show up for yourselves?

Much love!

Dari

PS - Am currently trying to understand what I just did to my website. I’m also trying really hard to not stop because this is around the time where the resolve to my commitment starts waning…fast.