Sometimes, its hard not to get overwhelmed. Emotionally, physically, physiologically, you feel like you’re stuck. Things work best when there’s constant action/momentum applied, but you’ve been still for so long that you’re going to have to claw your way out of the hole, while hoisting a 300 lb anvil over your back.
Its not going to be easy. Its going to be hard. Its going to be the toughest fight of your life, tougher than anything you’ve ever done. Its where you’ll prove what you’re made of.
“But I have too many obstacles against me”.
This may be true. You may have sunk yourself to a point where the odds are stacked against you.
But in the real world, no one gives a damn. All the adversity, all the challenges you face, they only mean something to most people if you conquer them. Falling victim to them is good for some sympathy, but that and $2 buys you a cup of coffee.
Legends and great stories are made of people who faced the most difficult challenges, and managed to have the “true grit” to get through them.
Those that fail, will soon be forgotten. An occasional song tale of woe and potential not achieved, maybe an inspiring moment for someone who doesn’t want their life to be *that* bad.
But we don’t want to inspire that way, do we? I know I dont. I long to be larger than life itself. Attention whore of the highest degree here, I long to be someone who helped push or inspire others, not merely made them wince at the trainwreck my life has become.
This is what I try to tell myself when I’m feeling vunerable, overwhelmed, and sorry for myself.
No one gives a damn unless you make it to the finish line.