Today I deny myself permission.
I deny myself permission to feel less, to overthink, to let my thoughts be ruled by damage done by other people. I deny myself permission to doubt or to go against my values.
I deny myself permission to drown in grief or mourn in unhealthy ways. I deny myself permission to talk down to myself or to stop believing in what I can do.
I deny myself permission to be silent, to sit still, or to hide away. I deny myself permission to be small, to spin in circles about why I am where I am, or to fade into invisibility.
I deny myself permission to stop showing up for myself. I deny myself permission to quit just because I don’t have a perfect plan. I deny myself permission to escape, to wait for rescue, or to hope life will work itself out on its own.
I deny myself permission to throw away my dreams, to cloud my clarity, or to wait for my life to start. I deny myself permission to protect comfort over progress, to wallow, to make excuses, or to drag others down.
I deny myself permission to stop moving forward. I deny myself permission to give up.

My plants don’t give up. They need water, sun, and love to keep doing their thing. So do we.