Ya, I am struggling. To stay positive, to be encouraging, to be who I want to be.
Life happens. I want to snack, have wine, not exercise-stuff, that isn’t positive or encouraging. But reality.
I struggle. Struggle with the day to day, routine crap that can tie you down and sink you in a second.
So, in bed by 9pm and taking all I can to get me through the day.
Today is new. Beginning again. Every day is a new day.