Finding hope in the fatigue

It's 730 AM on a Thursday and after weeks of making excuses and feeling sorry for myself, I'm on the floor of my bedroom in a heap of tears.┬ábreathe. breathe. breathe. you can do this. just go. just go and you will feel better.┬áThe night before I coordinated with my cousin-in-law to work out together.… Continue reading Finding hope in the fatigue