There is a war that only I can see.
It isn’t fought out on battlefields or drawn in the lines of maps, it’s fought in silence within my minds eye, behind the very eyes that look calm to the world.
It is the battle of mind over matter, of one’s self over shadows, of light over the relentless pull of darkness.
The demons, they come quietly, very quietly and in different forms.
They don’t scream, they whisper. They tell me I’m not good enough, that I’ve failed and what’s the use in trying, yet I push on.
They wear the faces that says doubt, fatigue and fear.
Sometimes, they masquerade as reason, cloaking themselves in logic, in false comfort, in lies dressed as truths.
They come to me when the world is quiet, late at night, early in the morning, when no one is watching and i’m left alone with myself.
There’s another voice. Quieter at first, but harder. Sharper.
It does not beg, It doesn’t always roar, it doesn’t have to. It is the sound of standing up when everything inside wants to lie down. It’s about saying not today.
It is the refusal to be reduced, the refusal to surrender. It is not always brave, but it is always defiant.
This is the mind over matter and I love it. I’m a warrior.
It is not that the body does not feel pain, or the heart does not feel fear but this is about the mind, the will, and the urge to rise in spite of it all.
A person can feel broken and still choose to move. Thats the personal choice I make each day.
That beneath the weight of everything trying to pull me down, I still choose to rise and so can you.
How do I do it?
This is a decision made minute by minute to never give in, to keep pushing, even when progress is invisible, even when no one is cheering.
Sometimes the most powerful form of resistance is simply refusing to quit.
I take the view that for every demon that says “I can’t,” there is a voice within that answers: ‘Watch me!
That voice is what’s true about you.
Not one that’s bent by fear or crushed by expectation, but one that remembers who you were before the Demon says you can’t do it.
Every time you choose that voice, every time you keep going, you teach those demons something they hate to hear: You aren’t there’s to break.