Broken crayons still color.
Even when I don't feel like it.
Even when life is overwhelming.
Even when there are 5,000 things to do, and only half of it gets done.
Even when the emotional baggage piles up and I feel I can't breathe.
Even when the children ask hard questions and you have to find wise, age-appropriate answers.
Even when family members forsake me.
Even when people talk behind my back.
Even when my choices go against the grain of "normal".
Even when the little sleep I get is full of nightmares.
Even when the tears pour down and my heart breaks.
Even when old memories come surging to my mind.
Even when feelings I don't want to feel, come forward, slapping me around.
I am strong. And I can take the pressure. I can rise above it. Every day that I wake up and put one foot in front of the other, no matter how small the steps are, they are still propelling me in the direction I need to go.
Every day that I make the choice to be healthy, it pushes the old, unhealthy things to the background. Each positive step forward turns one more negative, unhealthy day into history.
I may stumble and fall. I'll scrape my knee. I may even take a wrong turn in the path and loop back around. That is all part of the journey. With each stumble, each fall, each wrong turn, I learn not to make those choices again. The next time, I walk around the hole before me, or I step over the branch that crosses the path. I pay attention to the road signs to prevent time wasting loops.
This is not a wayward or betrayed thing. This isn't a man or woman thing. This is a human being thing.
You are strong. You can do it. You can heal. You can rise above. You can be healthy. You can be whole.
Just keep walkin'.
"Courage is being scared to death and saddling up anyway." - J. Wayne