This week it dawned on me that if I give up now, where will that take me?
Where will I be 10 years from now if I don’t stay strong?
I had a day this week where I kind of lost all hope in keeping up with my college career, or with working out and taking care of my health.
I battle with Bipolar Disorder and some days, I feel like I am walking on a tightrope. Trying hard to balance. Trying hard to stay on the right path.
After a couple of hard weeks, I told my sister, “what do I do when nothing else is working?”
My sister, a woman of few words and tough skin who seems to never cry gave me advice you guys may find helpful.
Before I tell you guys what it is you are not alone if you feel the same way. The stressors of life, mental health and pressure to prove to everyone that you are capable of beating the mold can sometimes squish you alive.
As a woman who is the oldest, and the one everyone looks up to, giving up on my dreams simply isn’t an option.
So my sister, a tough-skinned woman, told me as I was crying to meditate.
Mind over body she said. Positive thoughts over the negative.
She was right. From years of therapy, I’ve learned that already. But sometimes, hearing it from a person who you would think never needs to do any of that opened my eyes.
Even the toughest of souls need to cry, need to meditate, need to remind themselves they can do it.
My sister and I have many different views and yes she gets on my nerves but it’s a great feeling knowing she will always care.
I have been doing just as she said, mind over body. Positive thoughts over negative ones.
One breath at a time, one day at a time, and one week at a time. “Don’t forget,” she told me. I will make sure I do not.
Sometimes when we are unbalanced we must stop what we are doing, take a deep breath and when ready, walk that tightrope.