Morning Page #151 Getting to know me.

 I woke at 8:43 am but I'm not sure what time I slept. It was definitely after 12 midnight. 

I need to wee (so I did that) I don't consider going to the toilet a morning routine even though I do it most mornings. It's a need...I guess so is the other stuff. Really ther are all {opps} all are. But to wee leans more into the need camp. 

9: 22 am a cup of fart tea (Moringa) tea in front of me. 

How many more days till it becomes an obsession? definitely obsessed with tea.

How many days has that been? def...(ah I don't want to write definitely again)

Estimated 1000+ or maybe it's close to 1000, probably.

Today's morning page is called 

Getting to know me.

I think one thing a lot of people don't know about me is (unless you've read all these morning pages) that I am highly sensitive. I was going to write in all ways but I'm not sure that's physically (ha) true. Words and tone affect me deeply. I tried to ignore this fact when I was younger because from my point of view no one else suffered. 

Here's a good example of what I go through on a daily bases. 

Last night I washed my mum's towel. She had left it somewhere she doesn't usually let's just say close to the washing basket. So I put it in the washing machine. Turns out she forgot where she put it. I know this because she asked me

'Have you seen my towel?'

I said yes, just yes. I was too afraid she would say

'It doesn't need to be washed, washed it a few days ago, I have to go out now my towel is wet,'

What she was trying to say 

'Thank you, but there was no need.

What I hear 

'How dare you, now you made my life harder,'

So I just worried about getting the towel dried before she found out. So that's what happened and she'll find out when she sees it on the rack.

I slept to x-rated tarot reading on Youtube. Trying to remember my dreams. It's not working at least it didn't today. 

25 minutes, see you when I see you.