A letter to my rising anger. Small victories are love in tiny forms. 💚

Hello earthlings, 

Honestly. Day 7 of no tobacco . And I’m feeling it. My anger is floating up closer to my mouth and although my past self would give in.. that would be like putting anger in the front seat. Putting that habit behind the steering wheel. Definitely not happening. 

I am stating it here, to the universe and to myself. I am worth more than that. 

On hard days. I am learning to actively counter those cravings with present moment activities. Today, instead of focusing on my struggles, I’m writing a list proudness. So, here goes.. 

Things I’m proud of today: 

• I am proud of myself for making my first mug using clay. My hands, which feel so restless sometimes, shaped something solid and using from earthly materials. 
• I am proud of not giving in to tobacco. Every minute of a conscious choice. 
• I am proud I walked away and didn’t entertain meaningless situations. My energy is fuel right now. I prefer to allow it to be clean and free from the dramas that don’t serve my peace. 
• I am proud for dedicating space for myself. For my own sanity and health. Create space for yourself, always! 
• I am proud of myself for getting up today. The simple act of rising and facing the sunlight is courage. 

Today is hard. But I am here. I am actively pursuing a cleaner, freer version of myself. One moment at a time. 

See my fellow earthlings, it’s okay to celebrate yourself. Sometimes we have to remind ourselves we will overcome. Always. 💚