There’s no right way , only different paths

Today I’m thankful for the things that didn’t work out. Yeap, you read that correctly. Why?  Because all the dead ends, wrong turns, hard times, and painful lessons were a blessing. Without them, I wouldn’t know my strength, worth, or understand my ability to survive and adapt is on point. Every time I was knocked down and had to lift my body weight I built up muscle and confidence that can’t be easily shaken.

Instead of saying why is this happening to me, I learned to say I got this. I do my best to turn I  can’t’s  into how can I’s. It’s not easy by any means. I won’t lie. I have my days, weeks and months where I think fml.  It’s a skill I’m still trying to master. A tricky elesuive pain in the rear, that’s worth the trouble. The peace that comes from winning on my own is unparalleled.

My mother taught me to be self-reliant. When I was younger I thought she was “mean” but as an adult I understand. I never felt entitled. I felt empowered to work hard for what I wanted because hands outs weren’t coming, and there’s a sense of pride in accomplishing things, earning your way ( and money), and taking care of yourself. Without those values instilled, I wouldn’t be who I am or where I am.

So thank you universe, haters, and life lessons. Because of you, I can say to life, you hit like a bitch.

Our scars are a badge of honor. Own that shit. The hard, lean times, are a training session. Remember this, when you’re in the valley wondering if you’re ever going to come out. You’ve been in this place before and survived. That is everything. When you’re eating crap and others, seem to be winning the lottery of life and being handed things on a silver platter.  Remember, that’s their journey, not yours, and “not my circus, not my monkies.” Don’t get trapped in the comparison game, or think your struggle is indicative of your potential for success.

There’s no right way to make it to where you want to be, only different paths. Love, praise, and above all be kind to yourself.