There’s a strength to vulnerability.
It’s knowing when you need to step back and take a breath. It’s accepting you will not sweep the floor or clean the dishes in that moment because you have a fever and perhaps, rest truly comes first. It’s knowing that you can ask for help, receive it, and this did not make you weaker.
Its knowing that you may have some health conditions that might follow you all your life but that does not limit you. It might challenge you but it does not limit you.
It’s coming from a history of hardship and lack of support but you decide, it is infinitely worth it to work on yourself.
At the beginning of the year (roughly so) I select a word that will serve me through the year, standing for something I wish to invite and guide me. This year that word is rooted. It serves a purpose on a physical and metaphorical level.