I Can

There are days when the world makes absolutely no sense. Where you have tried and failed so many times at your dream that you are at serious risk of giving up. I don’t know how you all react to such depression and pressures. My old reaction was to curl up and cry for a few days- “no, world! I can’t handle you anymore, just leave me alone. Go bother someone whose dreams you haven’t stepped on!” Once all the tears were out, I’d usually mill around like a zombie for a few days, deep in a fog of mixed emotion- angry, sad, depressed, exhausted, alone, the only person to ever have issues…that kind of thing. What do I do these days when defeat keeps kicking me down? I sign up for another marathon.
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Believe

I’m a bit of a worry wart. And by a bit, I mean quite a bit. On the same token, I have lived a number of years simply going through the motions of the day-to-day. I rarely expect things to happen (and don’t even get me started on my outlook on GOOD things happening) and when they do, I am always slightly taken off guard. This is not to say that I am pessimistic- surprisingly. I am actually quite the optimistic individual- though usually for anyone but myself.
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