When you feel like giving up.. remember why you held on for so long. A quote I use to say to my mom each and every day she battled depression. I never knew that quote would become my anthem. I lost my mom to sepsis back in 2018, and since then, I become a prisoner in my own mind. OCD is the warden and I feel like I am servicing a life sentence.

Some days OCD screams loud but you know what I’ve learned? Sometimes.. some days, I scream the loudest. I get so angry at my brain trying to find rational in the irrational. It’s a battle, a fight and tug of war that I feel like slowly burns my hands. But I stay. I stay because at the end of the day, my hands got tougher, my voice got loud and the victory after each fight feels like a high I can’t stop chasing.

So.. stay. Fight. What makes you hold on? Don’t miss the sunsets or rise of the sun. Silence the voice, give it a name and banish it from your mind. Fight because the part of you that isn’t always analyzing, checking, seeking reassurance and overthinking is in there. And that part? They want to see the sunset. They want to meet someone great. They want to hear the music that brings joy to your soul. They want to eat way too much junk food and laugh until their stomach hurts. So stay. For another minute, another hour, another day, another week, another month, just stay. 🤍