Hardship. A never-ending story.
A pain so profound. So distinct. So recent.
The feeling of such heavy weight you, yourself, is the only one who could ever understand.
It's so isolating.
So invalidating.
So damning.
It's there. It's that latent forceful negative feelings beneath the surface of trying to fit in in the society.
No else know of your wounds and those around you will judge you base on their level of understanding or perspective.
We live different realities. And this is my current reality. A painful one.
It's suppose to be a catalyst, a driving force towards plotting a better approach to fulfill that desired outcome. A habit of self-restraint and discipline towards meeting short-term goals that could lead to the satisfaction of a long-term goal.
What more can I say but to suck it up.
It's that pain... That is so distinct. So ancient....
That makes you think about life in the negative light.
It's just there. The weight of unforgiveness, regrets, and external criticisms.
You are filled with so much doubts.
Your only defense in such matters is doing what needs to be done.
Physical limitations greatly contributes to the weight but there is nothing else I can do but to face these limitations and plan accordingly.
But it still hurts... it still. Hurts.
The feeling of such heavy weight you, yourself, is the only one who could ever understand.
It's so isolating.
So invalidating.
So damning.
It's there. It's that latent forceful negative feelings beneath the surface of trying to fit in in the society.
No else know of your wounds and those around you will judge you base on their level of understanding or perspective.
We live different realities. And this is my current reality. A painful one.
It's suppose to be a catalyst, a driving force towards plotting a better approach to fulfill that desired outcome. A habit of self-restraint and discipline towards meeting short-term goals that could lead to the satisfaction of a long-term goal.
What more can I say but to suck it up.
It's that pain... That is so distinct. So ancient....
That makes you think about life in the negative light.
It's just there. The weight of unforgiveness, regrets, and external criticisms.
You are filled with so much doubts.
Your only defense in such matters is doing what needs to be done.
Physical limitations greatly contributes to the weight but there is nothing else I can do but to face these limitations and plan accordingly.
But it still hurts... it still. Hurts.
