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The biggest challenges and hurdles that occupy my life are the ones focused in areas of my mental health. For me, my greatest challenge is to be kinder to myself. I often view myself as unworthy, doubtful, and full of self-hatred. I wish that I could have a little more self-respect and self-compassion.

When you’re constantly feeling low, it’s hard not to put yourself down and compare yourself to others who you observe thriving while you’re stuck in a place of turmoil. The thing is, I don’t think very highly of myself. I’ll tell myself that I’m awkward, boring, and cold. This has held me back from forming new friendships and intimate relationships.

I’ve longed to have a significant other who genuinely loves me for me, but I have yet to find that. Constantly feeling like you’re not good enough to be loved really takes a toll on you mentally. The more I experience rejection, the more I retreat inward and build up a tough exterior. I create this barrier that shields me from potential harm, but it also keeps me trapped, away from forming deep connections. You can’t expect to find someone when you choose to stay invisible.

So, that’s my biggest challenge: to overcome self-hate and turn it into self-love. Even though this is a struggle, I truly have grown so much over the past year, and I’m fairly close to seeing myself in a new light. It’s just hard to unlearn years of self-doubt, rejection sensitivity, and constant negative thinking.

Some days, I feel like I’m making progress. I’ll sometimes look in the mirror and actually appreciate the person staring back at me. Those often rare moments are what I hold onto. But other days, I fall back into old patterns, and my inner critic becomes deafening.

I’ve learned that self-love is something that requires patience, persistence, and daily practice. It’s about small moments where you speak kindly to yourself and acknowledge that you are enough as you are. On days when I need extra comfort, I often repeat this mantra to myself in the mirror.

I’ realizing that self-love doesn’t mean ignoring my struggles or pretending everything is alright when it isn’t. It means challenging the thoughts that tell me I’m not enough and replacing them with truths that I’ve long denied: that I’m deserving, capable, and worthy to love and be loved.

This is my goal for this year: to step into myself with compassion, slowly dismantle the armor I’ve built, and let myself be seen — quirks and all. It’s not an easy journey by any means, but it’s the most important one I’ve ever taken.

What’s one way you can be kinder to yourself today?

“You don’t need to be perfect to be worthy of love — especially your own.” – Unknown

#MentalHealth #Neurodiversity #ADHD

2025 has gone. In some ways I am glad. There were so many good things that happened in 2025 but the year ended badly with my accident.

What does 2026 hold? I have a few ideas but that’s all. This morning my Wife surprised me by dragging some outdoor lounges from our front patio and made an alfresco dining area facing our garden. She then brought out a wonderful tray of eggs, ham and chorizo. What a blessing. The birds are singing, there is a gentle breeze.

I have hope that in 4-5 weeks I should be able to walk unaided. Can’t wait. No doubt like most years there will be triumphs and tragedies. There will be disappointments and unexpected surprises that make us smile.

I must focus on the One who holds the future and is also holding me. Jesus, may I never forget or take for granted your mercy, love, protection and grace.

#PTSD
I’ve been a paramedic for my local 911 service for 23 years. I knew I had PTSD from my line of work, but for the last 2 years it’s gotten progressively worse. I live in a constant state of anxiety. I don’t know how to get out of survival mode when I clock out of a 24 hour shift. It’s getting to be debilitating to say the least.
I also have PTSD from childhood trauma and past traumatic relationships. I feel like it’s all catching up to me and I can’t seem to hold it all together anymore.
My nervous system is in overdrive. I don’t know how to “reset” it. I’m tired. My soul is tired. I’m not suicidal but I feel like, just for a moment, I don’t want to exist anymore.
I noticed I’ve been spiraling downhill since a certain call I was on where my 8 year old’s son’s 8 year old friend and family was brutally murdered. I was the first on scene. Since then I’ve had several other horrific calls that emphasize the evil that’s in this world. The murderer got the death penalty and will be put to death this next month. It happened in 2014. When asked why he killed an 8 year old child… he said, “because he was asking too many questions.” I couldn’t save him. I had to go home and tell my son that his friend was in heaven.
I see a Therapist and I’m on a butt load of meds… but I feel like I’m just getting worse. I can’t afford to go on disability and I can’t afford to start over with a new line of work. I love my job… but it’s taking its toll on me… I just need peace. Peace of mind.

There is a kind of chaos that doesn’t just interrupt your life
it becomes your life. It’s waking up already tired. It’s carrying invisible weight.

It’s surviving day after day while quietly wondering when it will finally be your turn to breathe.

And somewhere in that chaos, many of us begin to believe a lie:
that our worth is tied to how well we’re coping. But worth was never meant to be proven by perfection.

“I learned how to survive before I learned how to live,
how to stay quiet in storms I didn’t create.”

When Chaos Becomes Your Normal For many of us, chaos isn’t new. It’s familiar. It’s what we adapted to as children, what we endured in relationships, what trauma taught us to expect. When chaos becomes your normal, peace feels uncomfortable. Stillness feels unsafe.

Healing feels like something you’re not quite allowed to have. So you keep moving. You keep showing up. You minimize your pain and tell yourself you’re “fine.”

“I wore strength like armor,
even when it was cutting into my skin.”

But survival, no matter how impressive, was never meant to be your final destination.

The Lie Chaos Tells You About Your Worth

Chaos has a voice. And it’s cruel.
It tells you that because your life is messy, you must be broken. That because you struggle, you are weak. That because you’ve fallen before, you will always fall again.

But struggle is not a flaw — it’s a response to pain.

You didn’t lose your worth when you became overwhelmed.

You didn’t give it up when addiction, trauma, or heartbreak entered your story.

You didn’t fail because healing isn’t linear.

“I thought being strong meant never breaking, but breaking was how the light finally got in.”

Your worth doesn’t disappear in chaos — it reveals itself there.

You Are Worthy Even Here
Even if:

1.You’re rebuilding your life again

2.You’re in recovery and some

days are heavier than others

3.You’re parenting while healing wounds no one ever tended

4.You look put together on the outside but feel fractured within

You are still worthy.
Worthy of rest.
Worthy of gentleness.

And if you need to hear this today, let me tell you:

You are worthy of help without guilt.

“I am learning that rest is not weakness, and asking for help is not failure.”

Healing doesn’t ask you to be perfect. It asks you to be honest.

Finding Your Worth in the Middle of the Storm.

Finding your worth in chaos doesn’t mean waiting until life settles down.

It means choosing to see yourself clearly while the storm is still raging.

It looks like:

1.Setting boundaries instead of explaining your pain

2.Choosing self-compassion over self-punishment

3.Letting go of the version of you that only knew how to survive

4.Believing peace isn’t something you have to earn

“I stopped waiting to be worthy,
and started believing I already was.” Your worth is not the reward for healing. It is the foundation healing stands on.

Rising Above Your Norm

There was a time I believed chaos was all I deserved.
That peace was reserved for other people — stronger people, better people.

But rising above your norm doesn’t mean erasing your past.
It means refusing to let it define your future.

You can honor the part of you that survived without forcing yourself to stay in survival mode forever.

“I am no longer just surviving
I am becoming.”

And if you need to hear this today, let me tell you:

You are not behind.
You are not broken.
You are not failing.
You are finding your worth —
right in the middle of the chaos you live in.

Choose Yourself, Even Here

If you are living in chaos, let this be the moment you stop believing that pain is the price of your existence.

Stop waiting to be healed before you believe you are worthy.

Stop shrinking your needs to make others more comfortable.

Stop convincing yourself that survival is all you’re allowed.

Choose yourself — even here.
Even tired.
Even unsure.
Even in the middle of the mess.

Speak up.
Ask for help.
Set the boundary.
Take the first step toward support, recovery, or rest.

You do not have to do everything alone to prove your strength.

You do not need to earn compassion — you deserve it.
And you are not weak for wanting more than survival.

If this piece spoke to you, let it move you. Share it. Save it. Sit with it.

But most of all — act on it.
Because healing doesn’t begin when life becomes quiet.
It begins when you decide that your life matters — now.

BigmommaJ
#Selflove #selfImprovement #Selfworth
#MentalHealth

There are some posts you really hesitate making, this is definitely one of them. Today I feel like a fraud. At church this morning I really didn’t want to be there and I really didn’t want to engage with anyone. Yesterday I started to feel very unwell with debilitating chest pain. My Wife asked me if I thought it was cardiac related. Given my recent history of major heart surgery it was definitely a valid question. The truth was I wondered if it was cardiac but the thought of yet another ambulance ride and another hospital admission was more than I could handle. I thought if it is an heart issue then maybe I would get to heaven and frankly that sounded good. It’s been 8 weeks since my accident. That’s 8 weeks of constant pain and my resolve is getting low.

Today my digestive system isn’t keeping any food in. And I am crazy tired. I have been sleeping a lot lately during the day which isn’t normal but I have forgotten what normal is. No one at church realises what a state I am in. I keep carefully prepared walls around me because I know if they did know they would all want to visit, cook etc and I just don’t have the energy to entertain people. Those walls though have created an environment where I am feeling like an isolated fraud. All I can manage now is to lay in the guest bedroom bed. I am too tired to read or watch tv.

I have managed to get appointment tomorrow with a doctor. I don’t know what to tell her. I think I will try and articulate I am scared that I am behind on my recovery and I want a review of my pain medication regime because I don’t think it’s keeping up with my pain levels. I am allergic to some pain medication and OxyContin has no effect on me. I am wondering if my current pain medication is also ineffective. My surgeon is overseas for another 2 weeks, the rehabilitation program is closed until Jan 6. I have no idea what I should be expecting at this post operative point.

Here on The Mighty I am often seen as an encourager. Today I feel like nothing but a fake. I am drowning and I can’t even find myself a life preserver. The physical pain is relentless and I am worn out.

The photo is a view outside the guest bedroom I am staying in. It offers a glimmer of hope.

Most people take care of their physical health automatically, but mental health is often left to chance. That is why having a simple daily routine can make such a difference. Taking a few quiet moments in the morning to reflect on what you want from the day helps create intention instead of reaction. Checking in once or twice during the day keeps you connected to yourself instead of running on autopilot. Ending the day by reflecting honestly and writing down a few things you are proud of builds self respect and strengthens the relationship you have with yourself. This is not about being perfect or productive, it is about learning how to support your own mind consistently. What part of this routine feels like it would help you the most right now?

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~ Thanks to all. Thanks for all. ~

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