And I thought the price of gas was high.
One of the things that I've been learning about myself over the last 18 or so months is that I need to keep a watch on my emotional gas tank... it runs out way, way, sooner than does my physical tank. The problem is, my emotional tank lies to me. Tells me everything is OK. No worries. Coping just fine, thanks for asking. I'm doing Well.
It could almost lead one to think that the emotional gas tank was doing just fine. But I'm catching on to it...
So far, I've found that doing things & being around people that I enjoy (or enjoy me, take your pick) makes me feel about 83% better. And the rest of the refill might just be waiting for the time to pass to allow healing. I feel weepy, & cry at the drop of the proverbial hat. Oh, the joy of being around me.
And wondering... what refills your emotional gas tank? Or, have you discovered that you HAVE one?