I’m not good with new year’s resolutions. I haven’t even bothered to make them for many year now. But I am trying to improve the way I think. So this year, I’ll try.
When the sadness is overwhelming and I feel like I can’t go on, I’ll try.
When positive voices in my head urge me on and are ignored while negative voices loudly berate me, I’ll try.
When I can’t bring myself to get out of bed, I’ll try.
When the day-to-day chores pile high under mountains of stress, I’ll try.
When I feel like I can’t reach out or interact like a person, buried under blankets on my couch, I’ll try.
When it’s suggested that I get fresh air, maybe go for a walk with Archer, I’ll try.
I’ll try.
I hope you will, too.
