Enjoy the moment.
Relish the journey.
Inhabit the process.
It takes time to smell the roses.
Be gentle with yourself.
Be kind to yourself.
I have heard the above words over and over again.
Yet, they always seem to miss the mark.
The “what do they think about me”?
These dark thoughts and forebodings have wrung me dry.
Oh! Please simplify it for me.
Do tell me how to get out of this oppressive, suffocating labyrinth.
I am exhausted from fighting with myself.
I so want to change.
I close my eyes.
I take a deep breath.
I slowly exhale.
I let my body unwind.
I look outside at the winter morning that is awakening.
Fragile tender shoots stand despite their frailty, defying the cold.
I finally understand.
Moment by moment, minute by minute, second by second.
Every single breath I take is a victory.
I will stand where I am, with the little strength I have.
I will acknowledge and celebrate every tiny victory.
I will keep on crawling, staggering, and inching forward.
I am still here despite the winter blizzards that almost froze me to death.
My soul stands worn out and cold but holding on.
It is a precious victory for me.
I am here in this moment.
I am alive.
I will thrive!