There are days when I struggle to look at myself in the mirror.
There are days when I don’t believe that I’m worthy of anything I have in this life.
There are days when I just don’t feel capable of basic human function. Everything seems too difficult and too complicated for me to even comprehend.
There are days when I wonder what I did wrong to wind up this… scared, selfish and stupid.
There are days when I question everything.
Oh, there are days.
There are days when everything bothers me. People chewing. Rain falling. Wind gusting. It’s all annoying and there’s nothing I can do but just see it through.
There are days when it’s hard to zip my lips and to stay out of it.
There are days when I want to give up, run away, leave it all behind.
There are days when I am so out of touch with myself that I look back and I think ‘who the fuck was that person?’
Oh there are days.
The most important thing to remember through all of this? That without the bad days we cannot appreciate the good. That the good people in our lives, they’ll be there whether we’re in a good mood or a bad. Whether we’re easy to get along with or we couldn’t be trying harder to push them away.
We need to remember that these bad days remind us that we’re human. That struggle is real and that we shouldn’t diminish the value of it when it comes. Because struggle teaches us. It makes us stronger. It shows us what we’re truly capable.
There are days when it feels a though the world is crashing down around me. But those days, as with all things in life, they too shall pass…