Sunday, March 31, 2013
My mind works against me.
I think I'm doing well. I know I'm making progress. And I start to feel really good about how far I've come. And then it happens...
I catch a glimpse of myself in an unfamiliar mirror. Or someone takes a candid photo that gets plastered on Facebook, and I didn't have time to suck anything in, or turn my best side towards the camera...
And in an instant, all my mental progress comes crashing down.
I start feeling like I'll never reach goal. I start thinking of desperate measures that will show progress more quickly (but do more damage in the long run). And in the next thought, I think, What's the use?
I want to cry.
I want to give up.
I want to be there already.
But I'm not.
And I know, realistically, that I will never be there if I detour off this road.
So I'll stay here. And I'll put one foot in front of the other, even when it hurts. Even when I'm feeling so emotionally and mentally exhausted that it physically hurts to move at all, I will take a step forward.
Because even if I'm moving slow, as long as I'm making progress, I'm on the right track.
And if I stay on the right track, and don't give up, I will eventually reach my destination.