I have always felt guilty for not getting my unrealistic goals accomplished. It becomes a heavy weight on my body in a sea of difficult expectations. And it becomes a struggle for life, gasping for a reviving breath of air as I'd sink deeper away from the surface called reality.
I have dropped those heavy weights that kept me struggling. And the choice to breathe freely has restored the hope for abundant life. There's no significant pressure anymore just realistic goals and empowerment because I am finally in charge. I am not being pulled in a direction I don't want. I am emerging into a beautiful, exciting life.