At times I think I take on too much. Not physically or schedule-wize, but emotionally. For instance, I feel as though the stress of Pete's not having a job is mine and the worry of his mental health is mine. I've spent the day trying to think of fun and inexpensive getaways for 2 weeks from now when everyone else in our motorcycle club will be in Michigan camping. I've been getting texts from Pete saying that he feels as though he's just a throw-away person because the company can't even give him a letter of recommendation because he's temp through and agency. So I wonder how I can take his mind of this tonight after I get home from the gym.
But what I realize is that I'm taking on his emotions. I need to figure out how to feel my emotions and worry about those and help him through his, not take them on. I need to figure out how to support him without feeling the same things that he is feeling. Maybe I focus so much on other's feelings because it allows me to not feel my feelings. Maybe if I focus on others, then I won't have to focus on myself.
So my plan is to keep on with my plan. I had to postpone my trainer workout on Monday to help my parents with a tree on their house from the storm Sunday night. I burned calories then, just in a different way. I have a workout tonight and then I'm going to spend some time in the spa and sauna. Friday morning I'm going to work out. Baby steps. One thing at a time. Focus on the workouts for now and try to eat healthy. When it's a routine, then start something new.
It's the plan.