I love the Mission Impossible movies.
Since I was a kid, they were some of my favorite things to watch.
One of my favorite scenes is when the main character is in hiding and being delivered a message by a shady character under the cover of night and rain.
The messenger goes “Brace yourself, the storm is coming.”
Ethan Hunt emerges from the shadows and says “I am the storm.”
Which obviously is just one of the coolest things ever.
And that storm takes various forms, and our storms are very personal to ourselves.
These days I feel like it’s one mini storm after another. And I’ll get these random flashes of anxiety, like I’m not doing enough, or I’m not where I’m supposed to be yet.
My body processes anxiety like little dots, my face gots hot and I feel it in my stomach.
And sometimes it feels like I’m getting rained on, like I’m in a storm.
It’s a tricky thing. Because I hate the feeling, I want to run, or just lay there, I want to do SOMETHING to rid myself of that anxiety. But I can’t, I need to keep it going through the storm. Whether that’s breathing, or thinking happy thoughts.
At the end of the day though, the more I run from the storm, the longer it’ll last. When I sit, I’ll find myself through the storm soon enough.
Keep going through the storm.
I’ll talk to ya tomorrow.