Most days I am able to smile through the pain. 

Push through tough obstacles with unshakeable positivity.

Telling all the demons of my past that they are wrong.  

That I am possible.  

That I can.

That I am enough.

That I am worthy. 

But today.. 

A heaviness weighs over me. 

The negative thoughts begin to slither from under the bed.  

I feel surrounded.

Suffocated even by their presence, but

I know it's going to be okay. 

Seeing through the darkness I hold my head high, and move slowly one step at a time. 

Making every little action an achievement 

Praising myself for getting up.  

Making my bed.  

Getting dressed. 

Cleaning my room.

Eating breakfast.  

I know it all seems so simple. 

Maybe ridiculous even.  

But some days the easiest task feels impossible.  

And I'm proud of you for trying.