Today, I want to talk about my daily trip between discouragement and hope. It’s a seesaw every day for me. It didn’t used to be this way. I used to have long periods, weeks or months, before I’d travel between the two. In stroke recovery, it is a daily choice that I have to work at.
One day, we're ready to change the world, filled with confidence. And the next, we want nothing more than to hide away from it all. I've been here, oscillating between wanting to conquer my challenges and feeling utterly defeated by them.
Discouragement, I've realized, is a sign that I've drifted from my sobriety program and from accepting my own physical limitations. If I don't regain my vision on my time, it doesn't mean I never will. But I must find enjoyment in today. My sobriety program teaches me about living in today, and yet in stroke recovery, I find myself constantly looking back at my past self and forward at my less than complete future self.
Yesterday, I spoke about the danger of waiting until we're ready—it robs us of the joy that comes after overcoming a challenge. I can’t wait for the perfect moment to start living fully. Because the truth is, the perfect moment is now.
