What do you do when you wake up in a funk? I mean a funk where you feel off and agitated? Or, when (let me just be blunt and bold here), you feel just plain old fucking pissed off at the world?
I usually love the mornings. They are a peaceful, quiet time... coffee, protein bar and time with myself. But, lately, I am waking up pissed off at the world and it scares me to death. I am scared of going down the "rabbit hole" - a place I have visited too many times. It is a negative state, a dark cloud - a lonely place that doesn’t sell my favorite yoga pants. It's where my Hag in the Attic - my bitchy inner critic - lives. And she can drag me down fast!