Over a year ago, an inspiring young soul said, “What happened Janine?”, after he completely missed his chair and landed on the floor.
Sometimes in life we lose our footing, we fall off our chairs and have trouble getting up. For me, this past year and a half has been a series of lapses, relapses and attempts to get back up. I’ve traveled from the east to west coast and back to the east coast to make that happen. I’ve gotten support from six year olds to 90 year olds and various ages in between. I’ve made some really hard decisions, let jobs and an apartment go and redefined what self-care and therapy means to me. Some days I feel like I can get out there and conquer the world and others I’d rather hide in the corner and have to push myself to make things happen.
Today I’m starting a new chapter. I’m proud, excited and scared as hell. Part of me would like to hide under the covers or sprint away. Instead, my goal is to just get myself through the door, even if my breathing is unsteady and my muscles are tight. My goal is to just think of that young soul who fell off of his chair, smiled and used my hand to get back up.
And that’s what happens,
Janine
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