There is a sensation of hope, this little vibration of positivity trying to break through the fog.
I'm looking outside, everything seems so still...as something is coming, anticipating a change.
Maybe I'm imagining it all, trying to hold onto a little piece of faith that things are getting better.
But unless I believe these things for myself, who else will? No one.
There are so many things changing for those around me, is it so bad for me to wish the same for myself?
God knows after all of this I need some good. But at the same time that annoying little voice starts to scream at me" You are a fool". For a few moments I believe it, but know deep down i have to keep fighting.
I have learned also to pick my battles and take things one step at a time.
For weight loss, a pound here and there= a victory
An interview, an exam= a victory
A message from a nice man=a victory.
I have to appreciate the little steps taken and stop focusing on why everything is taking so long to manifest.
Many things are out of our hands and we have to stop fixating on the what ifs and why me's. You need to learn to appreciate the blessings you have now and realize that if you continue to strive for the things you want, it will come into your life.
