I love this poem.. it's a deep reflection on pushing when it seems like there is no point
When I was walking to a job I hated, having seizures, spiraling through addictions, unsure about my future. I never thought things would get better. But I kept showing up and pushing forward
I had to or else I would end up back at my parents where I had lost my mind in the first place
This lands deep, Elijah. Walking through seizures, addiction, and a job you hated — and still showing up — that’s real courage. I’m glad things did get better. Thank you for trusting us with this. 💜
This is so grounding. I love how it acknowledges both the small daily pushes and the bigger, slower work of building yourself back up. It really reminds me that even tiny steps forward are still progress.✨
This means a lot. You captured it perfectly — the small daily work that builds something stronger over time. It’s so easy to lose sight of how much change really happens in those everyday choices. 💜
Easy for me to capture bc it’s what I tell myself everyday even though I can’t see the results I am working towards I know it’s happening one day at a time 🫶🏼✨
That’s such a great compliment! I’m not quite there yet, but as I have bandwidth, I want to start offering poems like this in visual art form for download. Baby steps…
This is a slight departure from your other poetry styles, because you specifically call-out what you hope that your inner-work and sharing will do... help others! How sweet you are =)
Thank you, Alisha! I hoped this one would carry a little lift—just a reminder to keep pushing and protect your light, even when everything around you says don’t. 💜
The bravery required to first lift up oneself, and then have the strength to lift up others, is something I deeply admire. Thank you for “all your troubles” and synthesizing them into an edible bit of wisdom.
Thank you, Alisha. I’m still very much a work in progress, learning to give myself grace. Friends who hold up a mirror keep me going. Grateful for you.💜
Keep going!
Step by step!💜
👏👏👏
I love this poem.. it's a deep reflection on pushing when it seems like there is no point
When I was walking to a job I hated, having seizures, spiraling through addictions, unsure about my future. I never thought things would get better. But I kept showing up and pushing forward
I had to or else I would end up back at my parents where I had lost my mind in the first place
Lo and behold things did get better..
This lands deep, Elijah. Walking through seizures, addiction, and a job you hated — and still showing up — that’s real courage. I’m glad things did get better. Thank you for trusting us with this. 💜
wonderful, I sure needed this today. Sharing and restacking.
I’m really glad it hit at the right moment, Steven. Thanks for letting me know — that means a lot. 💜
This is so grounding. I love how it acknowledges both the small daily pushes and the bigger, slower work of building yourself back up. It really reminds me that even tiny steps forward are still progress.✨
This means a lot. You captured it perfectly — the small daily work that builds something stronger over time. It’s so easy to lose sight of how much change really happens in those everyday choices. 💜
Easy for me to capture bc it’s what I tell myself everyday even though I can’t see the results I am working towards I know it’s happening one day at a time 🫶🏼✨
I just adore you, Outtamydamnmind.💜 Conversations like this remind me why I write — real connection, right here.
Adore you more my friend 🫶🏼✨
my 💜, you made my day.
now off to feed my herd of kitties, spring in my step. 😄
I’m off to workout shower and uber lol cheers to another day slowly but surely showing up for ourselves 🫶🏼✨
This is one of those ones I want to print and frame.
That’s such a great compliment! I’m not quite there yet, but as I have bandwidth, I want to start offering poems like this in visual art form for download. Baby steps…
Well, you know I’ll be one of the firsts to buy one when you’re ready.
Thanks Kristin, your words never fail to give me a lift. I truly appreciate your kindness 💜
This is a slight departure from your other poetry styles, because you specifically call-out what you hope that your inner-work and sharing will do... help others! How sweet you are =)
Thank you, Alisha! I hoped this one would carry a little lift—just a reminder to keep pushing and protect your light, even when everything around you says don’t. 💜
The bravery required to first lift up oneself, and then have the strength to lift up others, is something I deeply admire. Thank you for “all your troubles” and synthesizing them into an edible bit of wisdom.
Thank you, Alisha. I’m still very much a work in progress, learning to give myself grace. Friends who hold up a mirror keep me going. Grateful for you.💜