There’s nothing quite like sitting in your car while hiccup sobbing because you realize how much a goddamned series of strokes in your noggin’ has effected many facets of your life.
I only did two chair massages today at an event I worked with a friend, and that’s all I could do.
Ten minutes of massaging two individuals has triggered my vertigo so severely that I had to sit half of the time I was there.
I cannot physically offer massage therapy services any longer, and that acknowledgement, and that reality shatters my heart.
I have assumed as much these last many months, but today it was like a slap in the face sort of realization.
It’s time to continue focusing all of my energy and intentions into my jewelry business, as well as my non-physical holistic modalities.
Massage and I just likely won’t ever get along anymore, and for whatever reason in this moment, that breaks my heart.