Anyone who has ever waited to get off work, or out of class, or just plain waited for anything, knows what this sentiment means. It’s about those times when you are so close to an event, or point in your life, that time just seems to slow down. They can be the most painfully excruciating seconds in your life or they can be the most beautiful and wondrous moments in history.
Lately, my life has been filled to the point of bursting with these moments. I have been stuck in a holding cycle for so long now that I don’t know if I can start moving forward again. It’s not that I don’t want to, far from it, but I don’t know how anymore. I don’t know what steps to take or what words to say in order to get everything moving again. And it’s starting to impact everything in my life. I can’t think properly. I can’t feel anything but fear and guilt. Fear of making the wrong choice. Fear of destroying everything by sticking my foot in my mouth. Fear of losing everything. Guilt for being stuck. Guilt for not knowing what to do. I know of things that I could do, choices I could make, things that need to be done, but I’m so afraid of the possible out come that I end up doing nothing.
There is no way that I can ever prove how hard I’m trying to better myself for their sake. No way I can prove how much I need and want them. And while I’m sitting here thinking of what to do, these seconds are turning into hours and days. problems are being solved before I even can figure out that there is a problem. All I can do is react anymore, and I’m not even doing that properly. I wish that all of these issues came with a manual. It’s kind of sad to me that I feel like I need tech support for my life. I know that we will all be able to get through this, I just don’t know how.
How do I help fix the issue when I’m not entirely sure what the issue is to begin with? Does it even really need to be fixed? How do I overcome the heartache of being useless? I know that I just need to be myself with all of this but I don’t even know who I am anymore. How can I help them if I can’t even help myself? Why should they help me when I can’t even figure out how to help them? For the past two months I’ve felt like nothing more than dead weight. I can’t do anything right. It seems like no matter what I do, all I accomplish is to make things more complicated, more difficult, more painful. Why do they choose to stay with me even though I just make a mess of everything?
I need to stop stressing so much. I need to go back and find who I was, the person they fell in love with, and kick him in the head and tell him to get his ass in gear cause I can’t do this without him anymore. I need to be able to remember who I am. Until then I feel as though I should just shut my mouth and stop talking. But I can’t do that. That’s not helpful, and it doesn’t fix anything. I feel so damn conflicted about myself that all I can do is sit there and stare off into the distance like some vegetable in a psych ward and I don’t know how to break that cycle. Cause it feeds on itself. The longer I sit here doing nothing, the more lost and confused I get and the more I hurt the ones dearest to me. I need a way out, but no one can give it to me, I need to find it on my own, otherwise it will just draw me back in later on down the line.
I’m tired of being the one making things worse. I’m tired of hurting them. I need to change, but I need to be able to change in such a way that I don’t lose those qualities in myself that brought them into my life. I can’t afford to lose this battle, because if I do, I will lose everything valuable in my life.
May the Gods have mercy on me and grant me the clarity I need to make it through this struggle as unscathed as possible. I love my Girls more than anything in this world, and I hope that they can bare with me long enough to see this through to the end.