I think sometimes life is like tugging on a rope. So many things to do, so many places to be – responsibility.
I grip the rope too hard. All of the freaking time, I grip too hard. The rope burns my hands, scarring them for days to come. How do I pull without holding so hard?
I think the key is breathing while doing. Breathing at each interlude. Breathing in the heat of the moment.
Exhale. A word said to me over and over in therapy. I hold my breath and it only makes the tension worse. Breathe in strength. Breathe out exhaustion, frustration, ire.
That is the key.