It's like you have been trying so hard and doing all the right things and following all the "rules" but still, somehow, you just can't seem to have the right thing happen at the right time. You are busting your ass putting in all the work and enduring all the suffering but those damn pieces are still in a profound disconnect. You are left with these big decisions and a desperation calls you. Fighting that calling of what you can only describe as SURVIVAL, is like trying to play catch with a ball of fire. It burns uncontrollably when you catch it and as soon as you throw it back you are worried about what happens when it lands.
They say your 20's are the hardest part of your life and once you get through that, well then it's all white picket fences, ball games, and DIY canning. I think that's bullshit.
Life is hard. Always and forever.
But isn't that the thrill?
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