Sometimes I forget the joy I get from loving and breathing life with reckless abandon.
Sometimes I forget that even a small step forward is still success.
Sometimes I forget to believe in myself and forget to compare myself only to the person I was yesterday.
Then sometimes I remember that being scared or overwhelmed can still be a victory. That feeling such strong feelings means that I'm alive. That I'm existing. That I'm noticing what my heart and my mind have to say.
As such, can recognizing that I'm feeling scared be viewed as a version of self-love? I can choose to take this feeling and use it as a tool and a reminder that I am here. That it is ok. That it is my internal alarm clock reminder to be present. And the greatest thing I can do for myself is to be present. And always to breathe...
#alittlebitbetter
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