I am staring at the wall, unmoving. If I could just get out of this bed. Thoughts swirling around my head like a cyclone. As I think of what this day will bring, I begin to lose the courage to face it. The courage to even get out of this bed, or out of this room. If I stand up, it shows acceptance of the challenge that this day poses to me and I can't let that happen. I can't move for the fear that grips my body. So, I freeze, my eyes fixed on the wall.
Then the blank spot on the wall is replaced by a sheet of paper. Someone has written on it, and I focus my eyes to see what it says.
"If we wait until we're ready, we'll be waiting the rest of our lives."
I know it can seem hard sometimes, but that is when the best thing to do is push yourself ouside of your comfort zones. Get out there and go be yourself. Your actions are what define you, not your DNA.
I love you, and I believe in you.
My toe begins to twitch.