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“Yeah, I drive myself crazy, ’cause I can’t escape the gravity. I’m holding on. Why is everything so heavy? I’m holding on to so much more than I can carry. I keep dragging around what’s bringing me down. If I just let go, I’d be set free. Holding on … Why is everything so heavy?”

(“Heavy“)

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You … are NOT … LAZY!

You … are just … TIRED!

Let me ask you something: How did reading the Homer quote I posted make you feel? If anything, I hope it made you feel relieved!

Listen up, my friend! If you’ve been through a trauma – no matter or big or small – YOU ARE ALLOWED TO BE WORN OUT, STRUNG OUT, and Jean-Claude Van Damn SICK of trying to keep up the appearance of having a SINGLE ounce of energy for a hot minute, month, or even year or two.

Pain changes you!

Grief changes you!

The timeline for recovering from psychological and emotional exhaustion is neither fluid OR the same process for everyone. The grieving and mourning period for the you that was lost in the boxing ring of life is YOURS to spend and no one gets to tell you when you “should” be over anything or that you’re just fuckin’ LAZY for licking your wounds!

Also? You’re GONNA be okay, regardless of what “okay” looks like from the outside looking in. Look, if I can do this, you can do this! So, keep your faith and fly from the inside on YOUR timing, NO ONE ELSE’S, ’cause there is NO easy way out of Hell, and only YOU get to say how many wrungs of the ladder you climb each day. And hey, if no one else in this entire world believes you’re literally exhausted, HERE’S SOMEONE WHO DOES: Me! I DO! Here’s your permission to be LAZY!

SURVIVOR

Bulletproof. Adrenalized. Burning up. Cauterized. I’m the roar. The battle cry. Screaming out … IT’S MY LIFE! It’s my time! My fight! I’m unstoppable! I’m unbreakable! It’s my pride, my ride. I won’t be denied! How you like me now? Ali ‘cuz I believed. You tried to knock me out, but you couldn’t drop … no you couldn’t drop me! I’ll never bow down! Never own defeat! ‘Cuz you messed with a fighter! I stand here baptized by the fire. A SURVIVOR! Supercharged. Flying high. All lit up. Electrified. I’m the storm. A hurricane. Rising up like a tidal wave! {Scott Stapp}