When it pertains to my career, it's what I love most - the thrill of knowing that no matter what you have planned, no day is ever what you expect it to be. So exciting, I live for it!
But in my personal life - it's wearing me out.
I hear the words said to me, but I don't feel them.
I see the actions those around me take, but I can't appreciate them.
I'm the luckiest girl in the world, and I know it, but I don't feel that way.
Every night I pray that tomorrow will be easy... and it never is. Never.
When I find a way to cope with today and I look forward to tomorrow, something new develops that I wasn't prepared for - and we start all over again. Every. Single. Day.
I was raised to be better than this - tougher - even though others don't feel the same about me.
(You know who you are.)
And now I'm fragile. The smallest things breaks me down - and others pay the price.
Why? What happened to me? Why am I not that girl anymore?
Or was I delusional for 30 years?
30 fucking years?!
You have GOT to be kidding me!
I don't care anymore... I just want it to stop - every day being different than yesterday.
I'm tired - but I'm ready for what comes next.