I woke up from a dead sleep the other night, chest tight, barely able to breathe. My heart was pounding and my mind was racing. "I can't do it anymore," I thought. "I just can't." I was exhausted. I was miserable. I was stressed. And I didn't really see any way to make it better. "There has to be more to life than this," I thought. I agonized over it every single day and night. I woke up each morning wanting to cry. I literally did cry at one point, on the phone with my hubs, who was patient and supportive and tried to calm me down. I spent each evening just staring off into space, my stomach in knots.
Do you ever get to that point where you hit a brick wall and you think, "ENOUGH"? I did. I had to listen to my body, my soul, my heart and make a really difficult decision. I'm still not sure where to go from here. I feel equal parts free and scared shitless. But without giving specifics, I do feel it was the right decision.
Have you ever done something out of character? Made a difficult decision? How did it work out for you? Share below, so I know I'm not alone. :)