Why is it that in the quest for answers, all we usually discover are more questions?
Lately, my mind is assaulted by SO many emotionally draining moments that demand to be figured out. However, I all come up with are more, even more despairing things to figure out! I am fully aware that life is not meant to be easy, but could it just be moderate? This feels like a race to never be won. Now I am thinking of a song title that sounds about right "The only thing worse than beating a dead horse, is betting on one" by Relient K.
Perhaps I put too much pressure upon myself, but really at 28, living in my parents basement, sponging off them for money to live(which they need), no job prospects, no education greater than highschool and not a woman in sight with interest for miles, how much more pressure can I truly add.
Alright, enough whining and what not, now I will go throw myself into bed and hope when I wake up an answer awaits.
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Did an answer await?!? If so, tell me your secret for getting answers upon waking . . . I need some! Or maybe both of us should stop worrying about everything and just try living for a change.
I like that quote about the dead horse, btw!!!
And never forget that you are better than your fears, better than your circumstances, better than your immediate prospects suggest. Who you are as a person transcends your physical reality. But I'm sure your physical reality will soon catch up.
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