Poor Eeyore!

Seems there is an identity crisis going on.  My character has always been Tigger!!!  And as you may know.....Tigger's can do anything.  Bouncy, bouncy.  I have a huge collection of items from a gorgeous cross stitch my sister made for me to a toothbrush, and everything in between.  Tigger is so happy, how can you have a bad day when he's around.  And that's how I've faced life.  There may be bumps, but in the end.......it's all good.

These days I seem to have to work really hard to find the bright side of life, my life.  That is so hard for me, I prefer to stay in bed over all other possibilities.  Most things seem to overwhelm me.  And when I do attempt projects my pain level goes from manageable to just shoot me.

So how do I triumph over these challenges?  I am dumbfounded...... me, the person who has done fire walks, bends rebar with thoughts and focus, can't find any joy in life.  Every mechanism that has worked in the past now seems to be failing.

How did Tigger turn into Eeyore???  Really......how did this happen?  More importantly, how do I "pin the tail on the donkey" and send him packing?   Living a life full of fear, anxiety and depression really is a drag.  I know people who make a life out of it and I'll never understand that.  I'd much rather let the sun shine in and face it with a grin.  Alternately should I pretend to walk on sunshine in rose colored glasses and see if that will help?