Tonight, I teared up at my failure. I am a hypocrite.
I know what I need to do, how I need to eat, how to exercise...yet my biggest difficulty is creating the time, putting it as a priority. It sometimes feels like someone is screaming at me: "Do you not see what needs to change? You matter, and you need to take care of you!"
I have lived with a stigma for too long.
The stigma: There is always something more pressing, more important than you. You can wait, your time will come, but THIS needs you now.
I can hear myself saying it. I can give exact moments when I have felt, or thought it. And I have sadly bought into the lie. Why? Fear.
What if I did matter? What if I am just as important?
It means I am accountable, I am capable, I am in need. It means I really have to change.
This life is a process of change, a process of refining, of education, of growth. I can look back and my struggles, my challenges, and see the definite change, my strength, and my character strengthening and magnifying itself. I can look forward and see that the struggles I face now are going to lead me further down that road. But I fear that I cannot pull myself out of this rut. I fear that this struggle will be an re-occurring cycle. I am impatient. I want the easy fix.
I feel foolish writing it.
But it is the truth.
Although like Nephi I can say, "I know in whom I trust."
So tomorrow is another day a gift of mercy, and trust. If I get down on my knees if fervent prayer, and look forward to tomorrow with hope. I know the sun rise will be crisper, the sunlight will shine brighter, the beauty of tomorrow will bring into my heart, the hope of my future.
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