the tires of my life are spinning, the tread clutching at a surface too slippery to provide purchase.....the turbulant tide of life is coming in, edging closer and closer to my precarious position, threatening to usurp my fragile grip......
I'm uncertain which direction to turn my wheel, praying for a sense, a hint, the proverbial beam of light to guide my way.....my sense of determination and independence insist i keep searching, and sheer pride prevents me from taking the offer of a winch, even as it stands ready, offering support, a line of salvation to steadier ground.....
Will my own stubborness and desperate hope be enough to fuel my recovery to normalcy, or will it act as a trip line instead, crippling my efforts and ending my struggle in futility?
I am lost, I am weary....I wish I had some of the answers instead of only tired cliches....keep your chin up...never give in....look to the future....
i am so weary of the disappointing monotony of life...I buckle down, put all my efforts into trying to accomplish a different result, living the mantra, "if you don't like the way your life is going, CHANGE it", and yet every attempt is met with near disaster.....i always seem to be picking up pieces...as soon as one is secure, two more fall and shatter at my feet....
i'm exhausted...i'm reaching into my personal depths, dredging up the reserves of my wavering strength to pull my own weight out of the quagmire my life has become.....
i may be tired, weary, lost...I may be scared and intimidated, unsure and trepidatious..but one thing I am sure of: I AM NOT DONE.
