just keep swimming.
Dory was so wise. Three simple words that you can keep repeating over and over. Plus she said it so cheerily in a sing-song way, so how can you not smile when you think of it. I recently read a book where this phrase was used throughout the book. It struck a cord. We all have coping mechanisms whether we realize them or not. Some are simple, some may be elaborate, some may be harmful, and so on. But as we grow and navigate the world, we create them and lean on them. I've mentioned before that exercise was my crutch for a period of time. It got me through two postpartums, my father's death, and many other trials in between. It wasn't a cure all, but I found that many times it did truly release the endorphins I needed. There are obviously other things I did through the years. Pretty sure junk food was involved heavily during some periods of life. But when you get in a pickle and don't have the physical means to exercise and your stomach can't tolerate much of any...