What does rise up mean when getting out of bed some days feels like running a marathon. Or when I open my notes to type (write) and my mind goes blank.
I am always told to rise up, be better, do more. But what if I'm tired What if the version of "up" everyone talks about isn't even where I want to be or go. Maybe rising up isn't just about the big moments, maybe it's the small things. Like choosing to try again after failing, speaking up when I rather stay silent or forgiving myself for not being where I thought I would be.
I look at my life sometimes and wonder am I rising or just floating or drifting? But maybe rising up isn't always loud, maybe it's quiet and gentle. And maybe It's the decision to keep growing, creating, learning even when no one is watching, even when it's hard or when I feel like I'm moving backwards.
I would rise up not for them but for me , for who I'm becoming, who I want to be even when I can't see her clearly yet. Maybe I won't ever be fully who I want to be but maybe the point isn't about destination but rather rising up, putting an effort. Again and again. Even when's it's quiet.