One area of my life has been my everything and I mean everything. The last couple of months this one area took priority over everything else.
At the same time 2018 brought on more than one project as I began a class and my practicum and starting my thesis. And moving. And this and that. And feeling like as much as I try I can't keep up. And when I come up for air, at times someone was trying to push me down and I was unable to take a breath I needed to keep going. I don't cry and I wanted to cry.
As I take a moment right now to pause and reflect (while I listen to music) I realize I am lucky. Everything I have done in the last six months has been hard work towards something greater. I am creating my future with all the things I have been doing. It doesn't matter who noticed and who hasn't.
I'm not drowning. It could be that others aren't helping, but thats ok because I can just move past them. I won't be held back.
Maybe I can't see the results of my hard work now but thats because I am still building. There's still more work to do and I am ready.
Ok so maybe I haven't worked out in a long time because I chose to sleep whenever I wasn't working or studying. That's fine. I love sleep and I needed it. My body thanks me. Things are slowing down a bit soon and I'll be able to juggle a few things. I can handle that.
I've caught my breath. I stopped long enough to look back and see how far I've gone, this is why I felt tired. Ok, so I can smile and keep going. This is my metaphorical marathon and I'm about halfway done. I can do this! And so can you! Keep going.