I always thought life was about force. Effort. Discipline.
That if I pushed myself hard enough, through sheer will, I could have the experience of life I always wanted.
That if I meditated hours every day, I’d finally achieve lasting inner peace.
That if I underwent years of therapeutic practices and healing modalities, I’d finally be free of my lifelong relationship attachment and sexual issues.
That if I painstakingly followed the right health regimens every hour of every day, I’d finally be free from my debilitating chronic health issues.
That if I woke up before dawn and followed a strict 3 hour morning routine, I’d finally achieve consistent fulfillment and invigoration.
And I was consistent AF.
I stuck to every routine, every regimen, every habit, with a relentless determination to get what I wanted or die trying.
But no matter how much damn effort I put in…it was never enough.
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