It wasn’t until I finally arrived in Turks & Caicos that I realized how much I needed a drastic change. Or how desperate I was to feel grounded, centered and supported again. I guess it’s hard to notice what you really need when you never take the time to be still and allow your emotions to rise to the surface and be felt.
“I hate my fucking life”. Yep, that old familiar phrase began greeting me every morning with the sound of my alarm clock. Coffee became my daily motivator and source of confidence. And when the caffeine wore off, it was the heightened sense of urgency, fear and desperation that fueled me throughout the rest of my day.
