It’s not always about how you feel. I have made the mistake of believing that I’m not supposed to be somewhere or embarking on this new thing because it didn’t feel good. When has fighting ever felt good? Sometimes it’s just necessary.
Studying didn’t feel good until 2:00 a.m. in the morning during my college years but walking across the stage and receiving my diploma felt amazing. Child labor most certainly didn’t feel good but seeing my babies eyes glaring at me for the first time was joyously unexplainable. I say this to remind myself and others to not depend solely on your feelings, some things will not feel good until you reap the reward.
Love and light