
I’ve been so out of touch with myself, I’ve only fully realised recently, how I squash my feelings of joy and excitement.
WTF!!!
I’ll feel that stirring inside my belly, like butterflies, sort of making me feel a bit uneasy and then my mind kicks in and says – ‘think about something else.’ Or, maybe it will say, ‘be objective Sarah’.
“Don’t get too excited, it may never happen”
Whoa. That is what just popped in my head as I was mulling it over.
I can hear my Mum saying that to me. In fact I’m wondering if the exact phrase is – “It will probably never happen”. Since when did the phrase to soothe someone into not worrying that something ‘bad’ may happen, get transplanted in my head to not worry that something ‘good’ will happen.


