Today I feel good. I'm a bit tired, because my sleep pattern is chaotic. That's not a big concern. Yesterday, myself and two others from my speakers group gave a talk at the local alcohol and drug treatment center. I had to sign an anonymity contract. I cannot talk about what the members said, only what I did. I was the last one to speak. My anxiety was up a bit. I bounced all over the place. I need to make flash cards so I can keep track. I felt good afterwards. Three from the group came up and thanked me. I was grateful. I like to think I'm making a difference. I'm eating my elephant one bite at a time. I go next Thursday the 9th to the state hospital to speak. I'm will be more prepared for that. I have index cards. I'm hoping beyond hope that it goes well and they ask me back. This means so much. Plus I found out from reading Christina's post that next week is Mental Health Awareness Week. I plan on incorporating that in my speech.
Live, love, laugh, learn, listen,
Dave
