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What if this year I stopped trying so hard?

What if I stopped trying so hard to be a good person? A good woman? A good daughter? A good Christian?

What if I stopped listening to the voice in my head that says if I want to feel better about myself I have to accomplish something?

What if I didn’t accomplish my goals today? Or tomorrow? Or the next day?

What if I honored God by honoring my body and actually rested?

What if I just let myself read a book for an afternoon?

What if I gave myself the the physical and mental vacations I so crave?

What if I stopped trying to heal myself for every second of the day?

What if I messed up and told myself, “it’s OK,” and believed it?

What if I celebrated my mistakes instead of berating myself for them?

What if I cried when I want to cry and didn’t see it as a sign of weakness?

What if I actually let myself scream to release my emotional suffering?

What if I just accepted that the world will never understand that a person who looks like me could be disabled?

What if I let people believe whatever they wanted about me?

What if I stopped trying to be a cog in the capitalist machine?

What if it’s OK that I don’t have a vocation? An occupation? A career?

What if it’s OK if I never reach 1,000 Instagram followers?

What if it’s OK if I never make money from writing or content creating?

What if it’s OK that I don’t live up to my own expectations?

What if I told myself, “I love you,” and ment it?

What if this year I was just Elisa? And not Elisa-the-writer, Elisa-the-content creator, Elisa-the-role-model?

What if?

Love Always,
Elisa