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Some days I feel like a complete waste. Some days I feel like I can’t get out of bed, and further: there’s no point. Some days I feel like I don’t have anything to offer the world, or myself for that matter. Some days I feel like the world would be a better place without me in it. Some days I’m fine.
When I become lost in my own mind I’m finding that it’s becoming increasingly important to pay close attention to the day’s small victories. If you get out of bed that puts you a step closer to doing the dishes. If you clean the dishes that puts you a step closer to showering and shaving. If you clean up you that puts you a step closer to going to work.
Each new morning can bring with it an overwhelming sense of hopelessness, but accomplishment doesn’t have to come by running gold medal winning races or releasing New York Times best sellers. Some days accomplishment comes in taking small steps when that first inch appears impossible. Shaving and showering isn’t a huge victory, but the action is important because of the change it might help usher in. One step leads to the next, and the first step toward conquering the day is sometimes one that might otherwise seem insignificant.
As the old saying goes: How do you eat an elephant? One bite at a time.