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I’m coming out of a fibromyalgia flare that had me wondering, how did I survive that?

Which is wild to think about, considering everything I’ve already survived.

But pain has a way of making the present moment feel like the hardest thing you’ve ever faced.

Then, recently in therapy, I said something without even thinking:

The accident is in the rearview mirror for me.

And when I heard myself say it, I realized… somewhere along the way in the last year or so, I shifted. I’m not living back there anymore.

The rearview mirror still matters. It gives awareness and perspective.

But you don’t drive by it.

You focus on what’s ahead.

And for the first time in a while, I can honestly say—

I am.