With every day there is a new struggle. There is a new task, a new hurdle and a different head ache. No one said it would be easy I just wish I knew when the bad would turn good. With everything that comes at me Sometimes I break I don’t know what to do next. My back is against a wall and I don’t see a ending in sight.
There’s days where I don’t want to get out of bed. There’s days where I don’t have the energy to move my legs.
I don’t know where to turn and I just want to give up. I have to find the strength to push forward because who is going to do it for me. Who will pay my bills. If I don’t push forward I fail. I can’t afford to fail so everyday I search for that ounce of me that makes me push forward.
One day I won’t have to search so hard for the ounce of strength. One day I won’t need to stress and worry so hard. One day I’ll be good. My bad days will turn good and I won’t have to force myself out of bed, I’ll be energized and ready to start the day.
But until the day comes I’ll be here searching for that strength every morning to get me thru my day!
Some times you write stuff down to get it out of your head, to express your feelings, to anonymously admit to that person you’re crushing on them or just to be able to deal with the drama of your day.
Sometimes the best way to deal with a situation is to not bottle it up.
Just let it out. No matter who will make a comment. No matter how many likes/notes you’ll get.
Sometimes the only way to talk your self off that ledge is to let it out.
We all deal with the same hell just different levels with different devils.