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You don’t stop just because someone tells you no. You don’t stop because there is a road block. You don’t stop because of your limitations. You stop, you pause, you re- center, you re-group and you pick yourself up and you keep going. 

There are times that we need to take a break and take a moment to reflect and think about how we could have done things differently and what mistakes we made and how we can learn from them, but don’t stay trapped there. Don’t wallow there. You pick up your pieces and you keep trekking along and you look for the next opportunity because the next opportunity will come! 

There is no time to wait and wallow in defeat. There is no time to waste away. There is no time to think of the burden you bear. No you pick up the pieces and you keep moving along. Life doesn’t wait for you and you shouldn’t wait for life. 

I got some bad news today. It was totally unexpected. My plan A fell through and now I will have to make my plan B my new plan A. It hit me hard at fast, and I allowed myself to feel those feelings, because you should allow yourself to feel. You should allow yourself to feel and then let it go. Feel for a moment then let it go. What is the point in harboring those feelings and allowing it to build up into resentment and bitterness and hate? There is none. 

So what am I doing now? I am moving forward. Because life doesn’t wait, and I am not waiting on life. I am going and I grabbing opportunity and looking for the next thing. I am moving right along to plan B which is now my plan A and searching for a new plan B. I am not going to let this get me down. That is part of being resilient and that is part of what you learn when you’ve coped with a mental illness for many many years is resilience. When life strikes you down, you get up and jump right back at it. 

So that is exactly what I intend to do. Get back up and jump right back at it!

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