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Train Tracks

Today I climbed off the tracks. I've been standing there for a long time, waiting for a train that didn't seem to be coming. But today it came. And although I'm still far away from my destination, I'm on my way, and that's what matters.
Today I climbed on a train. I don't know where it's going. I don't know who is on it with me. I can see many faces still standing by the tracks, unable to climb on. They look frightened, and I don't blame them. I used to be one of them.
Today I started breathing again. Although my lungs still hurt from the smoke of the train...It passed by many times before I finally got on. But I can breathe. I can see ahead, and not just see it, but move towards it.
Today I smiled. I havnt done that in a long time. My face hurts when I do it, which makes me smile more. I laugh. I don't recognise the sound but I like it. It feels good.

Today I decided to live. I am not on the tracks of my disorders anymore but on my train to recovery. I pray for those still on their tracks, and I celebrate with the ones on the train with me. We will be at our destination soon, but the ride will be transformative. It will be invigorating. It won't be easy, but the tracks weren't either. I can't wait to see what lies ahead...

Today I invite you to climb aboard with me, whether you suffer pain, illness, break-ups, sadness or loss. The conductor is calling you and no ticket is needed. Just a choice of faith and bravery. We will get to where we want to be.
And if you are still on the tracks, stay strong. The train isn't far away.

Xx

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