
I’ll have found peace. I imagine a future in which the next goal or achievement do not drive my day. I think about a path in which I am happy with who I am. What does it look like to be enough? Where would I be if I didn’t feel compelled to prove? How would I think if I woke up and was satisfied?
I don’t know the answers to these questions. But I want to. I don’t know what it would take. But I’m willing to keep figuring it out.
The road has been long. Many days I have wanted to give up. But the knowledge and belief that there must be a future in which I find calm propels me forward.
The outlook to a version of my story in which I awaken and see someone I am unconditionally proud of in the mirror looking back pushes me to continue to act.
This isn’t meant to be easy. And it is not always fun. But we grow when resilience meets our threshold for pain. We thrive when we accept discomfort and lean into what some part of us knows must be waiting on the other side.
So, I will persist. I will show up. Because only through that persistence will I see what awaits.
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