The struggle with becoming better is always mental.
There will be critics. Hurdles. And all other things that are just out of your control.
But what’s more important are the voices within.
For the past few weeks, I have only been getting 2-3 hours sleep per day. It’s obvious when you inspect the thickness of the black hues under my eyes.
I’m scattered. And I have been thinking a lot. Mostly, rumination about something that I don’t even control.
I just wanted to become better.
I have been trying breathe work. Meditating. Journaling. Read. Focusing on something productive. Building a side hustle. Going to the gym twice a day.
Keeping my hands busy just to give my brain a little rest.
Somehow it has helped. But I have let the voices inside grew uncontrolled. That they are a bit bigger now to get rid of in just one swipe.
This will take a huge amount of work. I know.
But my back’s against the wall. And there’s no other choice than to move forward.