It’s so difficult to keep going when everyone around you is in fast motion. And you, you’re stationary. No matter how much you try, what you do, you can’t move. And while the world is racing around you, you’re stuck struggling on your feet.
I feel like I am stuck. My world has come to a halt. I have been fighting for so long but have made so little progress that sometimes it feels like no progress at all. Friends, family everyone around me seems oblivious to the struggle. It’s like i’m fighting an intangible fight, and the little that i do achieve is anything but obvious. Its like I’m oblivious.
There is anger building inside me, frustrations homing inside me. And i’m letting it fill me up. For once i want the anger to burn me down. For once i want to complain. But I’m alone in my battles. There is nobody around. Who do i turn to? Who do i complain. There is nobody, only me who is screaming on her own.
No one can hear me. No one can understand because to the second person it seems like i’m just failing to deal with everything. They don’t understand how the situations around me is failing itself.
When all the love you give out doesn’t find a way back to you. When you drain yourself for the betterment of others. When you give everything that it leaves you empty. And when all this doesn’t eventually return back to you. You feel lost. You feel hurt. I’m hurt.
Maybe it’s too soon to ask for it. But then why do i feel like i’ve been fighting for longer than i can remember? Nobody is a friend, nobody is a best friend. As long as you’re sane and robotic alongside the pace of this world. You’re happily accepted and celebrated. The day you stumble on your toes, your out. You’re just another disappointment no ones ready to own.
SN’18
I feel like I’m stationary.