You know that thing when you wake up really early in the morning and have anxiety? Like you cannot quite put your finger on it but your heart beats fast, your chest feels tight, you go over a zillion mostly irrational things in your head, you have butterflies, think you’re dying, maybe fall asleep for a bit and then – the sun comes up and you feel okay again.
I had one of those this morning.
Which, once I was up, I kind of forgot about. I had a bubble bath, chose a good dress, put on eyeliner, a bit of lipstick and went to meet my girlfriends for coffee.
Hey guys, sorry I’m a bit late, kiss kiss, oh your hair looks gorgeous, I love that shirt, yes, cappuccino please, double shot…
And then, unexpectedly, I just burst into tears.
Sob. Splutter. Sob.
My blonde friend gave me her cappuccino. My other blonde friend gave me her shirt to weep into.
And the exquisite blonde hugged me.
In case you think I only have gorgeous blonde friends, the others are out of town.
Anyway, I just sobbed.
And apart from the fact that I got all the attention, immediate coffee and the biggest freshest croissant, it felt so good.
So good to have friends that I could do this with.
I sobbed and they listened to me and nodded their heads gravely
And by the time I left the coffee shop, I felt so much better.
And I think I needed to share that.
That sometimes it is just very important to break down.
And talk. Weep, sob, wail, over absolutely anything.
And then dry your cheeks, have another coffee and continue on your way.
And know that everything helps.
A stylish dress.