The Struggle
The struggle is a term usually described only in the most prolific manner. It must be a problem of significant proportion, and deal with the most life-threatening sources. In this common severity we forget the simplest forms of “struggle.”
One in particular is how we interact in the world. I must first tell you how I struggle with relationships in my life.
I’m struggling with friends. I cannot take the fact that they won’t get along. I can’t take the fact that they may be better than me. I cannot wrap my head around why they always make it out of anything better than me. It never fails, no matter how much I continue to tell myself that things will get better. I always wonder why I’m the first one to contact others in most cases. It’s because no one really values me to the same extent that I value them. So what does that tell you? I have no clue what to think of it.
I’m struggling with my opinions, because apparently I can never be vocal about them without being shut down. I’m almost never taken seriously. When I am, I’m a “dick” reportedly.
I’m struggling with everything. So much more to talk about, without the capacity. I think I’ll be a recluse for a while. Do my own thing.
