We're steamrolling into the end of March.
This means that we're coming up on two years.
Two years since my very first panic attack.
When anniversaries like these happen, I always find myself in serious reflection.
The best part of this is that I can see
just how far I've come.
Especially in the last year.
There were so many obstacles that seemed impossible to get through.
Now intermittently I'll find myself suddenly realizing,
"Homegirl you thought *insert milestone here* would never happen. And it did. Like forever ago."
I guess what I'm trying to say is that
you are getting better.
Your hard work is paying off.
You will be blessed for your efforts.
Don't forget to:
be gentle with yourself.
celebrate the small victories.
and keep God in the loop on what's happening to you.
One day, all our losses will be made up.
That day is probs not today.
But there is still joy to be found.
Don't forget to look.
