I try not to talk about struggle in my life these days, because I recognize that there are women and other individuals around me who truly are struggling—in their lives and for their lives. Many are struggling without much hope or much help.
I do know what struggle is, and I struggled mightily during my periods of addiction and mental illness, domestic abuse, and self-induced harm. I have struggled with severe workaholism and cancer and self-doubt.
I am exceedingly grateful that today I have the privilege of having to juggle through my life, rather than struggle through it. For the most part, the decisions I have to make and the activities that I engage in for my recovery and everything else are things that I have clear choices about, even though sometimes the choices feel overwhelming.
I often find myself with too many balls in the air. Can you relate?
When I start to feel like life is a struggle, I usually just need to eliminate a few balls, go back to basics, and return to my recovery practices. Sometimes I even have to let a few balls drop and roll away.