This past week went pretty well, other than me catching a bad cold. The most exciting thing that happened was that I started karate. I took two classes last week, and even though I’m sore, I’m super pumped for the classes this week. After attending the second karate class, I realized something pretty huge: I’ve come through to the other side of depression. I’m officially in recovery. I’ve made it. I know that I could fall into another depressive episode, but I have to make hay when the sun shines.
The old Heather couldn’t do much. She couldn’t even shower regularly. She was limited. She would’ve never tried a karate class because it’s intimidating, and it means she has to show up. I’ve convinced myself that I don’t stick to things (like a gym membership), but that’s the old Heather, too. The new Heather likes the challenge — she can do hard things. I can’t wait to see what I can accomplish. But I won’t lie, I do hate warming up in karate because I haven’t worked out in so long. I turn bright red and sweat. I’m also pretty slow. BUT you have to start somewhere. It won’t be that way for long.
I’m proud of myself. I’ve come so far, and it has been nothing but hard work. I have my weak moments, but for the most part I’m walking on sunshine.
I’ll still have to work…and work hard. But it’ll get easier. I’ll likely be in recovery for the rest of my life, but if this is how it feels, I’m good with that.
I hope you guys have a great week. Here’s hoping I do!
