As someone who has been diagnosed with anxiety and depression, it is often hard to find peace.

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Peace in thoughts - peace in actions - peace in self-worth.

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The world moves at a fast pace.

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Technology grows.

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People's pain increases.

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Every day, a new cause is found that needs our love and support, and in the meantime, we haven’t even fully dealt with those that already exist.

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Wars rage on.

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Politicians’ take-away rights.

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Women continue to suffer due to medical tests not being done with them in mind.

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Those who should be condemned are set free, while so many innocents are dead or behind bars.

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And all of this is just the tip of the iceberg.

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To find peace is hard.

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As I strive to find peace, I have found what works for me:

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I run.

I do strength training.

I go see a therapist.

I drink plenty of water.

I take my anxiety medication.

I take showers in the dark.

I go to sleep when my body tells me to, at night.

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Now, of course, this doesn’t always help; there are times that my mind wins, and I don’t run, or forget to take my medication, or spiral down a hole trying to control everything, even what I can’t.

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All I can do is get back on track - remember how the peace feels - and remind myself that if I just had even a second of genuine peace in a day, that is something to celebrate.