There is still hope. Hope in every heartbeat. Hope in every breath. Hope in every morning you get up and put your shoes on, in every moment you choose to stand, to step, to believe.
Just because others can’t see it, doesn’t mean it’s not there. You are not your anxiety, but your anxiety is a big part of you. Every day you fight it, every day you get up is a win and every small victory counts.
Do something that scares you.
You will breathe. You will close your eyes. You will remind yourself of your wholeness.
I am someone so strong, so powerful. A survivor.
You’re stronger than you think you are. You are capable of turning things around and making your situations better. It all starts when you believe in yourself. It all starts when you tell yourself that there is nothing you can’t do
In your worst heartache you will learn how to empower yourself. You’ll learn everything it is that you need in order to thrive and you’ll learn that it is inside of you.
“I know it hurts,” nudges that gentle inner voice, the one that took 30 years to recognize. “But I need you to hear this.”
We’re human, and we’re not perfect, so let yourself fall down because that is the first step of picking yourself back up.