I have come to a realization.
Bad times are good.
Bad times are good if you use them to your advantage.
If you choose to learn from them.
If you choose to lean into the pain and find your strength.
If you choose to not be a victim.
See a theme? Your experiences are YOUR CHOICE.
A few weeks ago, something snapped in me. Not a good snap.
I stopped working out.
I stopped eating well.
I stopped meditating regularly.
I stopped doing my devotions regularly.
I stopped being me.
Why? Honestly, I hit a thick brick wall.
I have been exhausted. Thyroid exhausted. If you don’t know what that means, you are blessed.
But…I can’t blame my thyroid. For a while, I was working out for a group of people, not for me. I was hype focused on results, not the process.
So, when the pounds and inches didn’t melt off, I was disappointed. I gave into self-sabotage. I CHOSE self-sabotage.
I was out of alignment with my soul. You see, for me, working out is a mental thing. I work out to clear my brain. I work out to push my body further today than it was able to go yesterday. Working out is my therapy.
So, when I CHOSE to quit working out, everything else fell to the wayside.
Including my messaging.
You see…I love speaking. I love public speaking. I love adding value to the world through both the written and spoken word.
A few months ago, I did a Facebook like that was completely my voice. I said everything that was on my heart to share. I mean…it was GOOD STUFF.
But, I allowed (MY CHOICE) someone to tell me that what I said wasn’t right…that it shouldn’t have been said.
Since then, I’ve shied away from FB lives.
Even though I know I have a message to share with y’all.
So…through my choices, I’ve been the conductor of the hot mess express…destination Crazyville.
When you aren’t walking in your truth, nothing goes right for you. You’re tired. You’re cranky. You’re depressed. You eat crap. Your sleep isn’t deep.
Last night, I did a really raw live.
And this morning, I woke up different.
I felt comfortable in my skin. Fully alive, fully me.
I looked at myself in the mirror after my shower, and I felt hot, I felt sexy.
The past few weeks have been hard. Rough. Shitty.
But…I feel like the rough times were a life exfoliation. I feel like dead things were sloughed off so that new things can spring forth.
So…if you find yourself going through a hard time, know that something is being broken off of you so that something new can spring forth.