1. not soft; solid and firm to the touch; unyielding to pressure
2.involving a great deal of effort, energy, or persistence
I’m really hoping this feeling of anxiety subsides soon. What if it doesn’t? What will I do then? I don’t know. I really don’t know. “They” say that “time heals all wounds”. So I wait. Waiting impatiently for this day to arrive.
Day after day I hold on but don’t let go. I hold on thinking this will be the day. The day life is going to get better. And while I wait, an interesting event has taken place.
I think I may beginning to know things, see things clearer, and be. Ironically, this could also be what is causes more anxiety.
Thinking I have a clue, a grasp, dare I say, an answer. An answer to what plagues deep inside. The items you don’t share with anyone else, even those closest to us. In fear of rejection or a final diagnosis that I may actually be crazy. The real kind.
But instead I may have found some tranquility in the darkness. “I know it doesn’t take a genius to realize that sometimes life is hard.” In the meantime, the effort and energy, and persistence goes just as hard towards the visions of what I see ahead and fight to believe it.
Push yourself to believe again.
Choose forgiveness and peace…and live as you heal over.