Sometimes, it just feels like life is kicking my ass. Really.
There are so many things coming at me all at once - demands, hopes, desires, dreams, pressures, deadlines and on top of that, life's kitchen sink.
There are not enough hours in the day. There are not enough days in the week. I'm trying to raise a family in the middle of all of this and some days I wonder if I'll be standing in the audience at a college graduation or a sentencing hearing.
The only thing to do when I feel like this is fight. Fight through the confusion and frustration. Fight to keep moving. Fight off the bad voices that keep screaming at me that I can't do this. Fight the fear. Fight the urge to just give up. No fretting, no wishing it was different, or that I'd started out younger or I hadn't started so young.
I hope when things seem to be going south for you, that you'll remember to fight too.
I hope so because it always helps me to know that I'm not alone. It feels good to know that we're all in the shit together.
It's not easy, not by a long shot, but it sure feels a damn sight better than quitting.
For all that I'm going through, it better.
