01/01/2026
I’m not crying. There’s just something in my eye.
It becomes easy (at least for me) to get stuck in my head about my journey, my purpose, my worth.
Wondering if I’m doing enough, being enough, contributing enough, providing enough. *I’m working on shifting it, I promise*.
But, then I see or hear reviews like this, from people who have ‘tried everything’ and are still suffering - and am offered some affirmation that the time, effort, and monetary investment I am putting towards my growth, skill, and development is worth it. The results are showing. People’s lives are being changed.
I still haven’t figured out exactly where my motivations lie in doing this work…maybe it’s a deep seated feeling of being ‘unworthy’, so it’s an attempt to ‘prove my worth’ by serving others, maybe it’s because I have both seen and experienced the travesty that chronic pain can wreak on both someone’s life and their families, and having the ability to fix and solve some of it brings a sense of accomplishment and purpose to my soul, maybe it’s because I want to show my children that with enough drive and commitment they can make beautiful changes to this world…maybe it’s something entirely else…
Whatever tf it is, I hope to never lose it.
I hope to never forget the pure joy and appreciation that comes with improving someone’s life. I hope to never forget how it feels when someone’s hope restored through my work. I hope to never forget how much purpose this gives me.
