I was asked what I wanted.
All I could tell them was I wanted something I can play with, not a need and not clothing or something to use for my business. I want something just for me.
Now, I am at a total loss- no clue what I want.
My brain is going full speed but unless it’s like a book or something, I no longer can think of hobbies.
It’s kind of sad that at 31, I have no hobbies because I spend all my time working or writing and it’s making me realize how little I really have.
I work 24/7 unless I’m sleeping or running after my kids, I have lost damn near all my social skills and quit talking to my friends. My #1 identity is D####’s mommy” or “M#######’s mommy” and it feels like even with me taking time for myself and strongly believing in not losing yourself, I have lost myself.
Before kids, I was a gym rat. I had gym memberships and was actually taking a boxing class. Music was my life. I played basketball and walked all the time.
I’m still interested and keep promising myself I’ll start walking again but never get an opportunity.
Now that I’m out of the pregnancy and young baby stage, it is 100% time to get back to my center and find what works.
Its kind of funny when an innocent question like “what would you like for your birthday?” triggers such a mental storm, but it’s not a good thing when you’ve been lost for 8 years.
