I made it through a really tough day, with terribly intense cravings, but I didn’t give in to them.
It felt like an impossible task, staying my blade for hours, as time slowly ticked by.
I’m glad I made it through. The months of progress gained, could all have been lost.
My will has kept me moving, even when I thought it gone, I was stronger than I knew.
My defenses were down, and I felt so helpless, to resist the urges.
Yet resist I did, somehow, perhaps a strength from God, I must stay grateful for it.
For the strength I didn’t know, until the day I needed it most, my clock has not reset.