Nothing Special?

183There is nothing particularly special about my life.

I realize this to my pleasant surprise, I realize this joyfully.

Something inside me, something very powerful, wants to struggle, wants to always be improving. If that is what I do in this life – always improve, always get better at helping myself and those around me – I will, I think, feel it is a life well lived.

At least for today, I really do believe that battling it out with anxiety is a pain that means I am struggling, I am changing, and ultimately, I am growing.

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