This is part of who I am. It is part of living. I am improving in getting through it. I am succeeding at adjusting myself into someone whose actions I can look back at and be proud. The difficulty is in seeing the long-term success despite short-term failures or hindrances. The magic is in finding the courage to allow myself to celebrate life's little victories.
I am an individual that is achieving fulfillment. I am expanding. Evolving. Growing.
Balance is tricky. Continuing onward instead of being complacent with present circumstances is painfully contrary to my sloth. But better, in the end. Not just in then end, in fact. Better now. Better throughout.
There is no need to fear the next step. There is need to breathe deeply, and to be mindful of the little actions that would keep me anchored where I am instead of progressing further. The indulgences that would not only slow down my progress, but keep me trapped in a whirlwind of perceived movement...one that leads nowhere.
I can invest my energies and rest and resources in the appropriate places to be able to grow even more. To soar. To fly. I can. And I must, if I am to die at peace with myself.
I don't know a lot of things. But I do know that one day I'm going to die. And I want, more than anything, to not have my last words be "Who am I?" but rather, hopefully with a smile (whether in pain or not), "I am Me."
I decide today to continue onward. I commit today to find happiness and comfort and confirmation of identity in that decision.
I live as though things were permanent. But I do not fight to make them so. I strive to absorb into my understanding the idea that most things that are today will not be tomorrow.
Including me.