The Weight of Waking Up

I'll never forget the morning I hit rock bottom. The tears, the anxiety, the desperation to escape. It was like my body had given up on me, and I couldn't muster the energy to fight back. I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, wondering how this was my life. How did I end up here? Why wasn't I good enough? The questions swirled, a toxic mix of self-doubt and shame.

But as I lay there, something shifted inside me. A tiny spark of awareness flickered to life, and I realized that I had a choice: let the weight of my emotions consume me or face it head-on.

It wasn't easy. It still isn't. But I learned that sometimes, the only way to truly wake up is to confront the darkness that's been holding you back. It's not about being strong; it's about being brave enough to feel the pain and work through it.

So, if you're feeling stuck, like you can't get out of bed or face the day, know that you're not alone. We all have those moments. And maybe, just maybe, today is the day you choose to face your demons instead of letting them define you.