I was in desperate need of a sign. Something, somewhere, to give me hope. I was starting to doubt the decisions I have made. But today, it all came together. I found out that I got accepted to university. (insert insane happy dance here) I start in September. My hard work has paid off. All those tears I cried, every heart wrenching decision…led me right here. Right where I am supposed to be. It’s such a foreign feeling to me, to be proud of myself. And happy…
I made a promise to myself, at the beginning of 2018, that this was going to be my year. I would push myself to try new things. So far so good. I’ve done just that. But this feeling, I craved it. I needed another reason to tell my anxiety and depression to shut the **** up. That I am strong, brave, confident and that I can do anything.
I’m currently sitting in my hotel room, as tomorrow is the start of our last hockey tournament of the season. It’s going to be a busy day, as I have 4 games to coach. I feel on top of the world and like nothing can stop me. I guess what I’m trying to say is that even when you feel like giving up…don’t. Push through. Find someone to believe in you until you can believe in yourself. Fight! Because things do work out, things will go your way. Just don’t stop fighting.
I’ll be going to bed with a smile on my face tonight.