Dear Diary...
It’s been days since I’ve been feeling low. And to be honest there’s no reason that I can explain for it. Life puts you down, quite a lot of times actually. You run, expecting to be the best in what you do and then suddenly something hits you, leading you to fall right in the middle of nowhere leaving you questioning yourself about almost everything. Breaking the stereotypes have never been easy, the journey itself seems like a whole battleground of chaos and disappointments. I don’t know if I’ll win, I don’t know if I’ll even make a difference. But I’ve always believed that not even trying is never an option. I’ve always wanted to at least give it a hit, be the warrior and be there.
Frankly…. I am scared… Hell scared!!! I am scared of not giving enough, I am scared of not being capable, and I am scared of many things. But most of all, I am scared of what if this was not real at all? What if I am never enough? What if it’s me who’s been wrong this whole time? Am I even worth the challenges I am taking, what if I am not ready? There are a lot of questions, some of which I haven’t discovered yet and some of which I have no answers to. I would like to find the answers for myself but there’s this certain hesitation that I have.
Dear Diary… You’ve seen my journey, I know no matter what… you’ll still be there for me waiting to tell you about my day. And though all I can see now is darkness, I am sure I’ll share my story of the bright stars with you too. Thanks for listening…
Yours,
In despair…
"When things go wrong as they sometimes will,
When the road you're trudging seems all up hill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest if you must, but don't you quit."