Today I hit two weeks of training– day for day. This is such a hard battle, yet I rejoice in the movement. I rejoice in feeling my body pull and push. It reminds me that despite what I have done to it, it has not given up on me.
It will still get me where I need to be, as long as I will it.
30-something Mississippi queer. Bleeding heart with a soft spot for honesty and oversharing. Conquering corporate America and my own insecurities– one day at a time.