OKAY, so tonight I wore these flashy red leggings, tried them on, looked at myself in the mirror & legit felt like SUPERWOMAN in them.
Keyword: “Felt”.
But then, I took a second look at myself & I realized that:
I really am Superwoman.
Fine, maybe without the superpowers.
But, when I look back on the past 7 months of my life, I realize that I felt, overcame, accomplished, fought, faced, conquered & beat things I never thought possible.
When times got tough, I fought to remind myself that no amount of guilt or shame could change the past & no amount of anxiety or stress could change the future.
I fought day in & day out to live in the present & to teach my mind that the person I am is not defined by:
numbers.
measurements.
calories.
weight.
the actions of yesterday.
the stressors of tomorrow.
I fought to erase the thoughts that were standing in my way & replaced them with coping mechanisms to keep moving FOREVER forward.
And I moved forward.
Every single day.
Some days, I took HUGE steps.
Other days, I took baby ones.
BUT EVERY DAY, I TOOK A STEP.
Every day, I spread my wings.
I flew.
And with every step, I flew a little bit farther away from the hell that consumed my life for far too long
(Yes, two years is a heck of a long time when something so powerful controls your every single move & when you literally have ZERO control over your body, mind & the decisions you make).
I flew until I felt limitless.
Until I felt like nothing could stop me.
Nothing could stand in my way.
Nothing could bring me down.
Nothing could destroy me.
NOTHING COULD CONTROL ME.
UNTIL I NOT ONLY FELT BUT BECAME SUPERWOMAN.
So, yes, while I don’t have superpowers, per se.
To me, all I’ve overcome in the past 7 months fits my definition of “superpowers”.
