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I wish there were more hours in the day. I wish I could accomplish so much more. I feel I am in a never-ending battle to complete something and I only slam against a brick wall. So many things to do and such little time. So many things I must do, but the clock doesn’t stop ticking. How will I prioritize it all? Who will I unintentionally leave out? Who will I spend time with that didn’t really deserve it? How will I manage all the things that must be done? I fear loosing the important things to me, but keeping them seems almost impossible. I see doors close in front of me, and some even slamming in my face. I know that in the long run things will get better, but the wait and the struggle to make it there is torturous. Will I make it to see greener pastures? Am I even meant to enjoy them? Many say yes and that I well deserve it, but what really gives me that right? I feel alone in this even though I know I have people to support me. I want to be a child again. I want to have a nightmare and know I can run into the next room and curl up in bed with my parents. I want that feeling of security. I am walking a tight rope with no net and I am afraid of heights. I know we are not all supposed to have the answers or even know what direction to take, but the insecurity kills me. I feel week amongst such strong and knowing people. Such determination. Such clarity that I lack.
So if your walking and you reach a fork in the road, which path will you choose?
So if your walking and you reach a fork in the road, which path will you choose?