Honestly, I can't wait to get to the dentist (my appointment is on Tuesday) because I just can't eat properly.
On the other side I am terrified because the tooth is in very bad shape and the bill is going to be substantial.
But I am sober. I have a little emergency find to take care of, at least, immediate fix for my tooth.
I have my boxing.
And I am a freaking warrior!
No freaking self-pity any more! Sick of it.
Self-compassion? Yes!
Self-pity? No!
And the practice to learn the difference.