No More Wounded Birds

I have always been a fixer. I find those wounded birds and I nurse them. I forsake myself to try to save the world.

I recently got out of a long relationship with a wounded bird. During that time, I did many things for myself. Like opening my Etsy shop, learning bookbinding, photography. But I never did much more than scratch the surface for ME. The bulk of my energy was spent nursing a crazymaker, meeting that person's needs, and being frustrated because that particular time vampire never let up.

Only now, though, from a healthier perspective, can I see all that I was doing. And more importantly, all that I was NOT doing for me.

I actually found myself saying to myself yesterday "no more wounded birds, no more wounded birds". This has to be my mantra because I'm very likely to seek out the wounded birds.

So now, I'll remind myself til those urges go away. I must block out the crazymakers, and live my life for me.