After reading a friend's blog this evening I am inspired to write, just for the sake of writing. Truth is I am exhausted today - one of those stages at work where it takes over my mental and physical energy. They happen and are short-lived so I shall survive.
Anyhow, my friend was writing about what makes him amazing and it got me to thinking. One thing about me that is amazing is the courage I have shown myself in the last 3+ years. You never plan on a depression diagnosis. You never plan on what seems like copious amounts of therapy. You never plan on coming to terms with your sexuality at age 37. I couldn't have foreseen any those things happening, and yet they did. Facing them and dealing with them was difficult to say the least. I am so thankful to have found the courage to do so. Externally my life is pretty much the same as it was 3 years ago, but internally I can't even describe how different it really is.
I hope that I have learned the lesson that things that take courage are worthwhile. Taking a chance, taking a risk these are the things that are important. The outcome actually is less important than the action of trying something different, tackling tough stuff head on. I didn't know I had that kind of courage.
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