I've been struggling with this depression for so long, as if the anxiety wasn't enough. My sleep schedule was a mess, and I felt so pissed off at the world—like there was no hope left for me. But last night, I decided to stay up and reset everything. At 4 am, I jumped on the treadmill and ran a mile faster than I ever have. I hit the punching bag, and for the first time in ages, I felt alive. My mantra became: "This body is weak... but I am stronger!" I'm done torturing myself. It's time to live. Who else is ready to fight for their soul? Drop your thoughts below! #SpiritualAwakening #MentalHealthJourney #RiseAbove #Spirituality