I went to bed last night, paralyzed by the fear and stress of work, amongst other things.
I wake up to a new day, fearful but more rested and somehow I find a little ounce of strength in me to get out of my bed as I mentally line up what I want to accomplish today.

During a recent sharing with my family I said that I was old enough and ready to handle any immense amount of stress - now it's my chance to prove myself. This is why I must not give up now, this is why I must maintain my composure.

DON'T GIVE UP ON ME NOW MICH!

People have faith in me, I must have faith in myself.