I fell...
I've fallen hard...
This year started on shaky ground. Moving to a new town, everything seemed scary. Different. Leaving what I was comfortable with and having to find a new rhythm seemed like such a difficult task. And it proved to be just that. I stumbled a few times and I fell hard too. Many nights I was awake and spoke to God, but the answers never seemed to come. I questioned so many things. I struggled to comprehend even more. On the floor, in my solitude, I thought this might be the best place for me, because I was in the perfect position to pray.
I was tested in relationships too. I fell quite a few times there too. I was made to believe that I was unwell. And I believed it. I actually did. I looked in the mirror and didn't recognize the person looking back at me. I was an empty shell. Hollow. Lacking substance. I allowed someone else to drain the life from my precious body and leave me questioning my self worth. How ironic? A Psychologist who prides herself in motivating her patients to stand up for themselves and believe in themselves, was doubting who she was. I doubted my abilities. All the qualities I thought I had, was now replaced with insecurity and a sense of shame. I was ashamed of the woman I had become. I was ashamed that I allowed this. And looking in the mirror, staring at someone I did not recognize, I realized that I had fallen again...
Then one morning I awoke. As I laid in bed, it seemed as though the skies were a brighter shade of blue. The sun shone with more enthusiasm. I looked in the mirror, and the woman I once knew was fighting to make an appearance again. I could almost picture her trying to make her way through a maze of negativity; fighting to liberate herself of her insecurities and low self worth. Fighting for her wellness, because she no longer believed she was unwell. She refused to believe it. And she would no longer believe anyone who tried to make her feel less than. She would no longer believe anyone who tried to tarnish her image. She would no longer allow anyone to have any control over her.
And even though she had fallen again, she was slowly getting up...
Because you see, you may fall 7 times, but you gotta get up 8 times. You will hear all the bad shit, but you gotta follow the good vibes. You will be tested, but you gotta know that the test is not marked by anyone on this earth. You will be stepped on and ridiculed, but you fight your way through it and you get up. When you are empty inside, you make sure you do not drown in that empty space.
These stumbling blocks are there to strengthen us, not leave us weak and breathless. When you look back, you will realize that the fall was hard, but the comeback will be even greater.
I fell. I fell again and again. I have scratches and bruises to prove it. My body is recovering. The marks are slowly fading. My Soul is only beginning to heal. But I am healing. Dear God! I am healing!!
Because you see, you will fall 7 times but you gotta get up 8! You have to!
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