Sometimes, life feels like an unceasing struggle that I’m condemned to repeat. Nothing seems normal anymore and my energy levels are running on effluvium. On and on I go, repeating the same wearisome routine. I wonder when the suffering will finally come to an end. Struggling just to live a life. Sometimes, I can enjoy and be proud of but it seems there’s nothing else left to do but give up.
The things happening around me have made me lose my itinerary. I’m helpless and in catastrophe. I need strength. To be honest, life feels like this more often than it ever feels like anything else.
But what can I do? Is this all there is to it? Setback after setback? Failure after failure? Loss after loss? Every day presents me with a new list of reasons as to why I feel like I should just give up completely.
Will the suffering ever end? Sometimes, it feels like it won’t. But what’s the point in going on living when it’s a drag? I climb every hindrance that is presented to me. I continue to follow my path, no matter how difficult it gets, because I know that one day it will all be worth it. But after each and every clash I fight, there seems to be another one waiting for me just around the portion.
I know that without pain and difficulty I wouldn’t know joy and happiness. I’m not really sad for these obstacles and wanted to remove suddenly. All I want is strength to keep going.
I have more issues than I could possibly count. And on my worse days, I’ll go for happy to sad in seconds. I won’t always like myself. BUT I just wanted to know that I’ll never care how far I push myself away because when I told myself that I would stay. I meant it I’m a little losing and a little damaged, but I’m not HOPELESS. I know who I am are, I love who I’m are and that’s why I’m stay so, I learn to know myself too. If I can do that, then I know I can hold on even in my darkest moments. I want to keep going. Truly, I do. I have a lot of love for life. It’s just hard when times get rough and I can’t see a way out to find the will to continue. To drag myself out of bed every morning, to go to work. Life feels like a cycle I’m caught in with no choice in the matter.
Deep down, I know that it’s all worth it. I know that none of this would be happening longer and I’m not sure how much more I can take. BUT Pain makes stronger – I truly know that there are always warmer and brighter days ahead, no matter how grey and cold things might seem now. “I, You and All know that feeling?”