A dear friend once told me, “If you have to poop, you shouldn’t hold it in; it’s not good for your body. You would literally be full of shit. I don’t like people who are full of shit.”
She stated it quite elegantly considering the situational context was not quite as elegant. Those wise words have stuck with me since.
I have been brooding in self-doubt and paralyzed by anxiety for the past month and a half. Finally ready to let go and take that shit.
I could go on, but I fear I have said too much. Until next Wednesday, ‘Pressers!