I think one of the toughest things I’ll find in the next few months is doing.
Doing what I know I need to. Doing what I’m telling myself and what I’m telling people. They are the same thing but I can feel it wavering when I’m speaking it outloud to someone.
As if, I don’t really believe that I’m going to do it.
It’s so easy to fall back into the ways I knew.
Maybe I am expecting this to come naturally, because my desire for it is big enough.
But I think I’m slowly understanding that it’s not an overnight or a month change.
Lifestyles don’t just happen. They end up being lifestyles because of consecutive days that hold consistency.