Believing In Myself

There’s a goal that I want to reach. I invited the world to join me in reaching this goal which was a huge step of me not being afraid.

In my past I cared about the wrong things. I cared about what people thought of me. I cared about how people saw me. I cared about the very words people spoke of me, but that was in my past.

I’ve gone through a lot which has beautifully broken me into the me I am becoming. I now know that I have the right to be, I have the right to breathe, I have the right to exist, I have the right to be myself.

There’s a difference in this journey from when I first began. I sit here late at night in my bed, body sore, barely able to move, but proud of myself for pushing and doing my workouts no matter what.

The old me would have given up a long time ago. I would have worried too much about what you thought of me. Now I know that I was doing just that I was worrying too much.

So I’m sitting here in pain, but happy because I’m believing in myself. You see so much took place in my life which took that right away from me. I sit here now thankful for the journey, and thankful for every bit.

Finally able to be me…….