I no longer feel able to do what I am told, what I’m supposed to do according to the ones who seem to know. Their options are to me like ill-fitting clothes with no stretch or room to move.
Yesterday, during some hours I thought a particular direction could be right. Later I felt the other way might work better – perhaps I could do better, feel better. The effort seems too strenuous and I have given away my soul to be better.
Today I still have no definite answer and I feel I’m running out of time. Backed into a corner with the only door leading to where I have already been.
I have asked for help and guidance, suggestions, directions. Inquiries listed, questions unanswered, misinterpretation and generous judgement-laden lectures are thrown my way. These must have worked for some, since that’s the common option. I promise to have tried all that I can to be worthy, grow, heal, live.
I don’t know what to do anymore.



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