Self-doubt is what affects my mood and mental health the most.
For the most part, I have always conquered whatever I put my heart into. Lately though, it has been hard for me to dream of future goals because the fear of failure is stronger than my will to move on.
I try hard to find a balance between my fears of the past and my ability to move on, but I succumb to old habits too easily.
I wish I didn’t hold so much negativity and that I could express to other people that there is someone who most certainly can relate to their struggles.
I feel sad most days, but I have found comfort in making mediocre tasks a triumph.
Something as simple as making the bed lifts my mood. I realize that by paying attention to the sound of the singing birds or noticing changes in the weather, helps ease my stress and guides me towards finding my way.
My self-doubt is my worst enemy, but I want to become friends with it so that together, we can become triumphant.
I do not hold the answer to my recovery, but I will continue to fight.