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My writing has all but stopped while I've tended to this sinus infection. I haven't been able to think clearly. I haven't been able to keep up with my daily practices of meditation, self-reflection, and my gratitude journal has sat untouched, gathering dust. I've forgotten what being healthy feels like. I miss exercising.

I struggle with it, the word itself and its concept. It has always felt like fluff, a way to distract myself with "good" feelings for a moment. Hope feels external, non-committal, like a wishing of something instead of the doing of whatever needs to be done to attain that something. Where is the accountability, the intentionality behind hope?

It's taken years for me to accept my true identity. I'm learning the devil and angel on my shoulders have an equal voice, one is not better than the other, they are simply different perceptions, two options to consider. They are both me. My "bad" qualities serve me just as well as my "good" ones. 

    I used to think never having enough money was respectable. The honorable thing was to have just enough to pay the bills with some spending money left over, but never too much for "extravagant" living. We could have nice things, but not too nice.