Today and yesterday I have sat down more than a handful of times each day and have attempted write something, anything, so that I could post a journal entry here on my blog and to try to establish a consistent habit of writing regularly. But the last few years I have struggled to write and post regularly anywhere, including on my social media accounts… Depression often gets the better of me. I have often secretly described myself as a “broken Type-A personality”, because for my entire life I have almost obsessively craved structure, consistent routine, a high level of mental and tangible organization, and strict time management every single day, but between a lifelong battle with severe chronic depression and ADHD, it’s a miracle that I function at all, let alone get anything else done… It actually really is a miracle.
But, at least I was able to get this (whatever “this” post even is, lol??) written and posted for the sake of trying to establish consistency… I might be extremely bad at being consistent with many things, but there’s one thing I have always been consistently consistent with… I keep trying. I have learned that practice, in fact, does not always make “perfect”, but it can build proficiency over time. Small consistent efforts are the lifeblood of humbling beginnings that can become great and mighty things in the end.
