'M.E. myself and I' by Anna

I find us a truly incredible bunch. I really do.

The word inspirational gets chucked about left, right, and centre these days. But I do think it can apply to us. Not for how we overcome things (because, frankly, we don’t). And not in any kind of toxic way about how we might be cheery in the face of our challenges. But in the way we do allow ourselves to voice how hard things can feel. Which in turn seems to allow us to regroup and go again.

This is a tricky time of year for a lot of us.

It can be overwhelming to be entering another year facing the same kinds of challenges we’ve faced year after year, after year. Don’t things feel stagnant in a way that’s more noticeable as the calendar pages turns over into another New Year? But here we are, trying to go day by day, and as gently as we can, despite years of conditioning that tell us that’s the wrong way to do Life.

I find it so amazing that even when we’ve had a moment or a morning of wanting to throw in the theoretical towel, we are somehow able to find a way to pick ourselves back up. Sometimes even finding a positive from somewhere. That’s a strength like no other.

This is such a weird and bizarre way of life that so few people can grasp. But my goodness don’t we all give it our best shot. In whatever way that looks like.

So few people possess the level of inner strength we need to keep ourselves afloat each day. I honestly think we’re absolute marvels!

Maybe we’ll get some enjoyment in amongst the endurance, in whatever tiny ways we can find. I find our ability to do that so inspiring that it makes me teary.