In the quiet moments of the night, after the kids have finally settled and the world seems to pause for just a moment, I’ve often found myself caught in a tumultuous storm.
The tumultuous storm if I were to guess, is an under the surface raging mixture of anxiety and depression. It can feel like an endless fall, at times crashing into a million shattered pieces on the ground, each fragment a whisper of who I was, who I am, and who I yearn to be. It’s in these fragments of self where my battle lies, a solo mission to sift through the wreckage and decide which pieces are worth saving.
I’m here to share something with you that took me far to long to understand – it’s okay to stay down in the dirt for a bit. Seriously. This realization isn’t born from defeat but from a place of acute awareness and necessity. The breaking, as painful and overwhelming as it is, marks only the beginning of a much more significant journey.
If you’re anything like me – (and I’ll proudly admit, I am wonderfully naive) – you might believe that the initial fall into the trenches is the hardest part. I’m sorry to tell you, it isn’t. Climbing out of the trenches can at times be excruciating. But, as daunting as this may seem, there’s hope. An incredible, unyielding hope that as you turn each page of your life, the chapters do become lighter than you may be able to imagine today.
The path to healing and resurgence is hefty, demanding the shedding of old selves and the embracement of the new. It’s a rebirth, echoing the intensity and raw power of childbirth itself. But within you lies a strength and courage formidable enough to face this challenge head-on.
This process is about going all in, recognizing every battle, every wound, and every tear as a testament to your resilience, a promise laid down on the altar of self-discovery and healing. You’ve wagered your heart and soul for this moment of awakening – to emerge knowing unequivocally who you are and, even more importantly, who you are not.
It’s time to abandon the apologies, to stop saying sorry for the essence of who we are, for the mountains we’ve climbed, and for the time it took us to see our true worth. The expectations of others, those heavy chains of supposed-to-be’s, no longer define us. We understand our value now, and we will declare it boldly until it’s reflected in every aspect of our lives.
I don’t know about you, but I’m ready to step out of the shadows of self doubt and into the comfort of my own skin. I feel like I’ve earned that right. I’ve earned the right not just to survive, but to thrive, and to actually LIVE…
This journey isn’t merely about overcoming; it’s about reclaiming our identity, our worth, and our joy. It’s about standing tall amidst all the chaos and noise, not because we’re avoiding the fall, but because we’ve learned to rise, time and time again, with grace, strength, and an unbreakable spirit.
