“Today was a Difficult Day,” said Pooh.
There was a pause.
“Do you want to talk about it?” asked Piglet.
“No,” said Pooh after a bit. “No, I don’t think I do.”
“That’s okay,” said Piglet, and he came and sat beside his friend.
“What are you doing?” asked Pooh.
“Nothing, really,” said Piglet.
“Only, I know what Difficult Days are like. I quite often don’t feel like talking about it on my Difficult Days either. But goodness,” continued Piglet, “Difficult Days are so much easier when you know you’ve got someone there for you. And I’ll always be here for you, Pooh.”
And as Pooh sat there, working through in his head his Difficult Day, while the solid, reliable Piglet sat next to him quietly, swinging his little legs…he thought that his best friend had never been more right.”
A.A. Milne

Today is a slightly difficult day.

Turned out my exhaustion over the past 2 weeks was because I stopped taking my hormone medicine, altogether =_=. I was reminded by walking by my bag of medicine and realize that I haven’t really touched it for awhile.

It started off when I was a little unstable in the mind two Sundays ago. It started as the trip to Da Nang, where I completely forgot the medicine bag. As a result, the medicine was out of my mind. Followed by a couple of incidents, Covid , my personal affairs. It’s amazing how 4 little small pills flip my general well-being on the other side. I was depressed, exhausted and sadden to my core. I started taking the medicine again 2 days ago, and I can already see the positive change in my body. I have much more energy, I feel my mind is also healthier.

I decided to go back to myself, doing things that I love in order to fulfill my soul. Yesterday, I spent the entire day baking and making breads. When I am in the kitchen, it was as if the world stop around me. It feels as if I was dancing around with the ingredients. I know how this work, and I can make it better everytime.

While running at the park today, I realized part of my frustration is because I’m not growing, but rather (for now) stuck a bit in limbo. One of my therapist has told me that Personal Development, or in other words Growth is something that closer to my heart. It means the way I see all aspect in my life is either improve it or change to something else.

That’s why baking or cooking in general really fits into my personality. I fell like my mind is almost a stream of consciousness quality. In many ways, it’s seems like I am constantly brainstorming as my mind creates a web of options. It can be a powerful tool for finding solutions at times.

It’s the beginning of the month, I’m making a goal that I will write every single day. It might not be the thing that happened during the day, but something that my heart needs to speak out