Zephrun’s Imperium

I have just completed 365 days of yoga. I... honestly don't know what to say exactly, but this is just such a huge milestone for me, you guys.

I. Love. Yoga. So much. You have no idea how much it's helped me this last year. I have struggled with mental health recently, in the past month especially. I've fallen into deeper, darker places than I ever thought I would and I have just fought every single day to stay afloat. But last year when quarantine started, I started doing yoga to log something for PE and it would not be a stretch to say that changed my life. It helps me SO much with my anxiety and even more than that it's just cool. I can do the splits. I can do crow pose (look it up). I can put my head comfortably on the floor in a standing, wide-legged forward fold. Seeing my body literally transform and become more chiseled and seeing such staggering progress from an every-day practice is just... it's incredible.

About a week ago I started sobbing during yoga practice. It had been a hard last little while. I hated myself, I felt like a failure, I just wanted to die. But I was doing side planks and I realized, "I really am strong. I can do side planks, I can make it through this hard time too." Those kinds of metaphorical things just keep me going. I've felt a lot recently like I'll never stay happy and that the world is just out to get me. And, well... if you knew what I've dealt with the last few weeks, you'd understand why. But I'm still here. And I plan to stay that way.