I’m grateful for my fortitude.
For this segment of grateful posts, I write about my fortitude.
There have been plenty of times in my life where I had a huge amount of fortitude, but I didn’t know what it was or that my conscience was utilizing the most important part of my character traits.
I have plenty of traumas that haunt me to this very day and I fight the demons who play them on repeat in my head.
As of late, I have been going to therapy one time a week and meeting with my psychiatrist 2 times a month for a med check. In therapy, I face the traumas I endured in this life. I pray I have enough fortitude to embrace the wrongs in my life and heal with a new perspective and a range of undying forgiveness.
If you have been a follower for a while, you know I write about my mental health. I write when I’m in distress. I write when I’m manic. I write when depression takes its turn – if it will let me. I write to process my thoughts so they are not jumbled I side my head. I write to stop the spinning memories I am trying to forget. Each day I embrace my struggles with all the fortitude I can muster. Some days it’s a little, and somedays it’s a lot. Either way it helps me be brave, strong, and helps me to remain calm when all I feel is chaos.
I am forever grateful for my fortitude.
What are you grateful for. Let us know in the comments.
As always, thank you for reading.
Lilian is a writer of all things, a lover of animals, and an outdoor enthusiast. Her passions lie in singing, writing, and making others laugh. She enjoys time with her semi-famous dog, Einstein, and her friends and family who swear she’s famous. She writes about her past, her present, and how she keeps it together. If you would love to learn more, you can find all you need to know at her website.