Today is a hard day. It's a bone-deep-tired, want-to-crawl-in-a-hole-and-hide-for-months hard. The wounded me inside wants to panic and believe that this is how life will always feel. Fortunately, the wounded me no longer runs the show. So today, I honor her. I comfort her. I tell her that I hear her and that it is scary to feel like this. I validate her and speak to her with kindness and compassion. This is the moment where I utilize cognitive defusion: I honor the reality o