The heading is intertwined and relates to both. I'm sure many can attest that the self-doubt demon/monster is highly adaptable. It is both sneaky, emerging quietly from the recesses undetected until it is the only all-encompassing presence in your mind and downright blatant, like a photo bomber, just suddenly there and unfortunately there is no photoshop in arms reach.
I was in the midst of a battle with this entity yesterday (I do believe it was winning) when I realised this was as always, a never-ending engagement and I should in fact, just take a break. While taking lessons from "hitchhikers guide" of contemplating life, the universe and everything in-between I realised I hadn't laughed in a while. I deem laughter one of the greatest assets one can possess (for so many obvious reasons) but of course it is in short supply (global pandemic and all). And so my quest began (one good thing, the self-doubt demon returned to its dark and gloomy abode out of sheer neglect). It's no easy task trying to make yourself laugh, or find something to laugh at (genuine laughter without malice that is).
The outward search was not yielding success so, I turned inward. Why not make others smile? Subject matter of focus - ME, I laughed at myself and in turn made others smile. I won't go into detail, needless to say I am one of the many who endures and suffers the perils of very curly hair and yesterday was a hair disaster day of note which I shared with a humorous story.
The self-doubt demon was kept at bay and I laughed. To me that's a pretty good day.
Please note, as a depression sufferer for many years it is no easy task, nor do I make light of it, the struggle is a daily, but hopefully I can make one person smile or lift their spirits a little by sharing a story or an experience with some humour.
Tension headaches 
Struggling with medication
i do not want to be a mom. 
