Today was tough. Not gonna lie.
Not because I slipped up—because I didn’t. But because some days just hit harder than others. This was one of them.
I got up slow, pushed through the aches and discomfort. Tried to get outside, but the rain had other plans. Still, I wasn’t tryna let that stop me. I spent the afternoon pouring back into myself—watching TED talks, scrolling through TikToks, looking for that spark. And honestly? That’s where I see myself in the future. Telling my story. Sharing the ups and downs. Being real about the process of healing and holding onto faith.
Physically, I was drained. Kept nodding off without meaning to. My body felt like it was on pause, but I was still trying to move forward. Even just sitting on the edge of the bed felt like a win. That’s the level of energy I was working with today. My back was hurting too, but the new meds are helping a bit, and I’m grateful for that relief.
The biggest challenge? Hunger. For real. That was the hardest part of the day. I ended up eating a bunch of black cherries and some salad, then filled my stomach with a big cup of water. That’s how I got through it. No shame in saying it.
I didn’t reach out earlier today, but I’m here now. Still showing up. Still moving. Still healing.
—Boogie
But they that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles;
they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint.”
— Isaiah 40:31 (KJV)
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