My mind still can’t fully accept that I’m okay. It keeps searching for health problems. This is my loop. This is one of my mental traps. Half of me knows I’m fine. The other half scans every sensation. Lightheadedness, cramps, tingles, fog. I’ll be honest. This gets old. It’s rough. But I know this moment will pass. Just like others have. I’m looking forward to seeing my PCP this Wednesday. Be strong. Peace and love. 😔💚💪

I’ve been doing a lot of work on myself during this journey. When New Year’s came, I did some real inventory. Not the usual stuff like losing weight or quitting smoking. Those are all great things to do for yourself. But for me, this year is about mental change. How I handle my depression. How I handle my anxiety. How I ease my panic attacks. I had to become open, willing, and honest with myself. Then I had to do the work. What kind of work? The work of change. Changing my thought process. Finding acceptance for things that were tearing at my soul. Finding the sources of that pain and trying to put them to rest. There were a lot of tears. There were a lot of trips to the hospital. But in the end, it has been worth it. I won’t lie—healing hurts. Truth can hurt. But it can also cure. This last month has been a ride. And I can happily report that one inch a day of change brings you a yard down the road. Right now, I’m doing a couple inches at a time. And that’s perfect for me. If I keep showing up and keep my faith, in a few months. I’ll be miles down the road from my old self. Stay strong. Stay focused. And stay in the fight. For me, it’s been worth all the pain and tears so far. 💚👽💯

I spent many decades living in flight-to-fight mode. I didn’t realize it then. I didn’t see any signs. I thought it was normal. I thought it was just me. These last four weeks. I’ve slowly been stepping out of flight-to-fight. And I’m learning to fly with new wings. I have a compass now. A direction. Sometimes that’s all you need to fly again. I’m not saying it’s a smooth flight after takeoff. No, no, no — it wasn’t like that for me at all. But once I clear the tree line, I can look out the window toward the sun. That gives me hope for another day. To keep flying. ✈️ Slowly rise into higher clouds. Enjoy your own flight in life. 💚👽

Morning Reflection (Even if it’s technically evening 😄) Slept deep. Ate real food. Woke up calm. Body feels steady. Mind feels clear. That’s growth for me. That’s healing so they say. That’s progress. One day at a time. And today feels good. No fluff. Only more hope for me. No overthinking of my imagination Just truth or facts and emotions. And I'm going to love every minute of it! 💚

Slept in late and woke to peace. Very rare in my world. Looking back on last week. All I can think of is how grateful I am. To made it through another storm of my life. I had no idea what half of the stress was. Going on inside my head. 🤔 Or what is was really about! Alot of pausing and reflection helped greatly for me. But I made it and able to breathe a little bit easier today. Open, Willing, and Honest. 💚🤫💯