For the past couple of days, I noticed that I find it extremely difficult to get out of bed in the morning. When I try to get up, it feels like I’m dragging a ton of bricks uphill. My spirit just feels so heavy.
I don’t know exactly who or what to blame for this apparent lethargy. I feel I need to get myself one of those magnetic bracelets to pump up my energy. Some serious positive energy attraction is in order here.
In a previous post, I said that I was going to embark on a major perspective overhaul. I was going to try to change how I see life. I vowed to take baby steps towards having a more optimistic perception of things and people around me.
Now I find myself grappling for answers… I’m fumbling around for those baby steps to take.
Happiness is a choice- friends keep telling me that. It’s just hard to see the light when all that surrounds me seems to be dark shadows.
That’s what this is: a struggle. It’s a struggle to stay afloat, to heed advice. It’s struggling to enforce discipline on myself to finally bask in the glow of unabashed joy.