From Funk To A Friend
There are times that I get in a funk. Yesterday was a day that was so bad with things building up one after another to the point that I was glad when the day was over. I went to bed thinking that today would be a new day and I’d feel better. Nope! The funk continued – Day #2.
It is days like today where the fight or flight (to the kitchen) kicks in. I coach myself, just like I coach my clients, regarding talking myself through the challenging situation and accompanying feelings. Also, I reached out to a friend. My friend made all the difference.
The next time you are in a funk, reach out. No food to get out of a funk…talk to a friend. It works!
To my friend…..Thanks!
Believe In Yourself,
Cathy
I was told a long time ago I was kinda of funky. You can use me as a friend. jimmy