|A Chilly Easter Visit to Our Lake|
And though there are certainly times when stubborn is "bad," I have recently come to the conclusion that it's one of my greatest gifts.
I am here because I am stubborn.
I am healthy because I am stubborn.
I am happier than I ever thought possible because I am stubborn.
I do not give up.
Regardless of how bleak things may seem, I do not give up.
I have not given up.
All those years of depression and anxiety and I KNEW that I could be better. That I could overcome. I KNEW that there had to be a way and so I kept looking. (I early on gave up on drugs and stubbornly refused them as any kind of "answer" and I am so thankful for this particular level of stubborn now that so much research is proving my instinct -- that they don't work, that they do far more harm than good.)
I tried one thing after another after another after another.
At the age of 40, I rediscovered my love of dance, and though culturally, I am told I should be slowing down, I keep going...and going...faster...deeper...more intense with this work.
Because this work gave me ME back.
I wear the label with pride now.
Is there something you've always been told was "bad" or "wrong" about you? Is there a way you could reframe it?