My 15 year old daughter turned me onto this song. We were driving in the car, it came on, she started singing along.
Now I sing along with it.
It seems silly. It seems like a “young person’s” song and I’m too old, at 43, to be singing it. But damn if I haven’t had to keep fighting.
This week, I’ve been fighting anxiety. I’ve been overwhelmed, overemotional, scared, sad, mentally exhausted. But I also had to keep going, keep fighting, keep reminding myself that I could get through this. I’ve gotten through it before, I could get through it again.
And so I did.
This week is already starting off better. The anxiety whirl is fading. I’m making plans. I have things to look forward to. I made the calls I had to make. I didn’t accomplish everything, but the storm didn’t knock me over either.
I’ve still got a lot of fight left in me.
So do you. I swear it. Even if you have to sing a pop tune in your car – belt it out, boost your spirits, and take those baby steps.
You got this.
I got this.
We got this.