Overcoming Mental Resistance: How I Learned to Show Up Every Day

It wasn’t just my motivation that had weakened—my mind had taken a hit, too. The exhaustion, the frustration, the doubts—they weighed on me as much as anything else. I knew I needed to regain my mental strength, but I didn’t feel ready. The motivation wasn’t there. The fight didn’t feel like it was in me.

Before I could move forward, I had to push past the negative thoughts. At first, every effort to refocus felt pointless. I questioned whether it would even make a difference. What if I never felt like myself again? What if this was just how things were now? That mental resistance was the real battle. No amount of external effort would help if my mindset wasn’t in it.

Me, feeling unsure: Maybe I should quit…  Also me: Nah, we’ve been through worse. Keep going.

So, I shifted my focus. Instead of dwelling on how far I had to go, I started celebrating what I could do in the moment—one thought, one decision, one effort at a time. I reminded myself why I started: to regain control, to find purpose again, to prove I wasn’t stuck.

I made a commitment—not just to action, but to the mindset itself. On days when I felt like giving up, I told myself, just start. Even if it was only a small shift in perspective. Because something, no matter how small, was always better than nothing.

The mind controls everything. As I pushed through mentally, everything else followed. Slowly, my confidence grew. Each time I redirected my thoughts and refused to let doubt win, it was a victory. And those small victories started adding up.

Rebuilding mental strength isn’t about eliminating negative thoughts—it’s about believing in my ability to move forward. I had to trust myself. I had to remind myself daily that progress, not perfection, was the goal. And as I kept showing up for myself, I realized: I was fighting back. And I was winning.

It wasn’t about waiting to feel ready. It was about deciding I was ready andto put in the mental work, embrace the struggle, and trust the process. The hardest part wasn’t the external challenges—it was silencing the voice in my head that said, “What’s the point?”

The point was me. My future. My life. If I wanted to move forward, I had to start where I was, with what I had. Strength wasn’t about erasing doubt, it was about learning how to move past it, even when it felt impossible.

I say affirmations daily—three to start my day and two to end it. They keep me grounded, reminding me of who I am and where I’m headed. Words have power, and the more I repeated them, the more I believed them. My thoughts shaped my reality.

The affirmations that kept me fighting through hospice and still keep me going today. ❤️‍🩹🥑 One breath, one moment, one step at a time

Some days are harder than others, but I refuse to let setbacks define me. Real progress isn’t measured by how quickly I improve but by my willingness to keep going. And as long as I keep showing up, I know I’ll come out stronger.

It is never easy for me, and it is something I continue practicing today. Winning the mental battle wasn’t a one-time event—it’s a choice I have to make every single day. Some days, that choice feels effortless, like second nature, but on others, the weight of doubt, exhaustion, and setbacks threaten to pull me back into old patterns.

Even now, I have moments where I question myself, where progress feels frustratingly slow, or where the discipline that once felt automatic requires more effort than I’d like to admit. But the difference is, I now know what I am capable of. I’ve seen what happens when I push through, when I refuse to let my struggles define my limits. That knowledge I earned through persistence and resilience—keeps me going.

I don’t pretend that the struggle has disappeared, because it hasn’t. Life still throws challenges my way, and there are still days when I wonder if I have what it takes. But what has changed is my response. I no longer see obstacles as proof that I’m not strong enough. Instead, I see them as reminders that I’ve conquered worse, that I’ve already proven to myself that I can keep going.

So, I keep showing up. I keep choosing to fight through the hard moments. I keep practicing the mindset that got me this far—because I know firsthand that when I do, everything else starts to fall into place.❤️‍🩹🥑

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