Oh, Monday? Is that you again?
Well hello there! I’m glad we’ve made it another week.
Another chance to start new, to do better.
Another opportunity for honesty and vulnerability during those 2 hours at the end of every Monday night in therapy.
The promise of a Monday isn’t subtle.
It’s a new start every week.
Whatever that means for you, Monday starts us all off on an even playing field.
If you have a certain goal this week, go out and fucking….take a small step towards it. If that’s all you can do, that’s all you can do.
And if you can do more, well, I’d be jealous and impressed, but go you!
If you don’t have any goals this week, set one. Even if your goal for this week is thinking about a good goal for next week, it’s still something.
Every day that we wake up holds promise. And we get to choose what we do with it. How we want to grow, or change, or not. Or stay exactly how we are.
I’m not happy with where I am or who I am.
So right now, I’m choosing to grow. I’m choosing to be uncomfortable. And I’m choosing the harder path.
At least, that’s what I’m telling myself.
And I think that if I tell myself enough times. I’ll probably start to believe it one day.
“Every day that we wake up holds promise.” Thank you for this. Am holding on to it. And on the days I struggle to get out of bed and get on with it, I will try reminding myself to look out for what promise the day holds.
It really is so true. And sometimes it’s just remembering to believe in those little things that can make a big impact