In searching for an inspirational quote today (yeah, I kinda needed one), I came across this:
I don't know about you, but I've spent a good portion of my life defining myself by all the things I can't do. "I can't get that job because I'm not qualified." "I don't want to go to that [insert event du jour] because I don't know anyone and they won't like me." "I can't take time to do something for myself because I'm too busy doing things for [insert favorite ingrate]." "I can't do that because I wouldn't be good at it." Occasionally I have moments of clarity when I can objectively look back on my life and recognize all the things I HAVEN'T done that left me with regret. Sometimes those realizations leave me with motivation, determined to change that inner voice, find the real me behind all the excuses. Those excuses are some nasty bitches though, and I've given them so much strength over the years it's really become more of a way-of-life. I'm hoping though, as I steer through this 39th year of my regret-filled life that I've finally found some motivation. I'm surrounded by amazing women who live the impossible dream and find some of it surprisingly NOT impossible, women who struggle with hardships I can't even imagine and who motivate me simply by getting out of bed in the morning. I'm taking on a challenge, one that I have always said I can't do, and this time, I just might make it because I really think I want it that bad. T-minus two days, world, I'm coming to claim some of what's mine and resistance is futile! Well, at least, it's not in the interest of fair play. I'm new this kind of thinking, okay?