It’s Monday again. Sigh. I find the mornings hard, and Monday mornings to be the worst. I’m lucky in that I can have flexible hours at work, and I work late on Mondays, so I can go in later than usual. I’ve realized that part of the reason I find mornings hard is that I get triggered by seeing the house of the man who assaulted me this summer. I live on a hill, and pretty much as soon as I go out my door, I can see his house. I feel a little dumb for not realizing how this has affected me until now, as it seems obvious, but yeah.
So I’m putting my problem solving hat on. I’m going to talk to my supervisor about going in late on Mondays until I can move, and I’m going to be kinder to myself and focus on grounding before I have to open my door. Unfortunately there’s no other door for me to leave from, and I can’t move until I leave the community, but if I’m able to prepare myself, I’ll hopefully be able to cope better.
Anyway, I’m also looking at strategies to ease into my day, so if you have any tips, please comment them below.
Thanks so much! I hope you all have a wonderful day. ☺️