When no one else believes in you, believe in yourself.
I have to repeat this to myself daily.
It’s not that I don’t have anyone who believes in me and what I am trying to do. Some are more vocal than others. It’s limited, though.
Most days I feel alone in my efforts. I have no one to go home to after a long day who will rub my back, hold me close, and, without a word, assure me things will get better. No one who is listening to my inner most desires and has a sparkle in their eye so full of belief it cannot be put into words.
There are no phone calls asking me what I am up to, how they can help, and wanting to know where I am headed next.
It’s just me, myself, and I.
I have to believe my efforts are not for naught. That I will make something of this life, and I was not put on this Earth to struggle and claw my way through.
Because if I don’t keep on believing, how can I expect anyone else to believe a word I say or a thing I do?