I grew when I was ready to seek help. I grew as I learned to trust the process. I grew as I became aware of myself. I grew as I broke societal protocols. I grew as I experienced freedom. I grew as I again plunged into depths. I grew as I learned to pull myself up. I grew just by going through my emotional roller coaster.
I’m frustrated that I still go through highs and lows. I’m frustrated that I still don’t understand why I’m low some times. I’m frustrated that my loved ones bear the brunt of my lows. I’m frustrated that I still get stressed about small things.
I wonder if I’ll ever get out of this. And I realize all my growth has come from phases of frustration. I wonder then if there is an end to this is cycle, and do I want it to end? And I realize I’ve grown so much that I don’t recognise the person I was two years ago. So, I welcome my lows, for only then I’ll grow.
If I welcome my lows, I wonder if I can stay cheerful through despair? Is that even possible? Like we brush off a headache and go about our day. Who’s to say what’s possible? I’ll know the next time I’m low.
That it does! Sometimes that’s hard to accept or manage but hopefully you’re handling it okay ❤️
Thank you! Yes. Learning as I go through the motions. Thanks for checking in. ❤️
You’re welcome 😁🤗
And just curious, were you able to see my full post or just the headline. On the WordPress reader, it seems to show only the headline and not the content.
I saw your full post!
Thanks for confirming! 🙂