I’m Still Standing

I’m Still Standing

I know it’s been a while, and I had hoped to get back to a regular schedule of posting here, but things don’t always turn out the way we plan, do they?

To borrow from an Elton John song – I’m still standing. Life has been throwing multiple curve balls at me, and while I’m so fucking tired, I’m still here, not going anywhere.

My therapist, at my last session, told me that “you’re still here because you’re strong, but you shouldn’t have to be this strong”. Let that sink in. You shouldn’t have to be this strong.

I’ve been pulling myself together time and again, and while sometimes it’s with just duct tape and twine, eventually I fill in the cracks that form, like the art of Kintsugi, and keep going. What people don’t see, and really don’t care to hear is the cost to self that this being strong has.