Day 421
I am so weary of fighting myself. Every time I have tried to be someone I am not, or tried to make someone think I was more than I was, there was always the internal struggle.
I've often thought that the reason I would be exhausted after a day filled with people was that I am an introvert. That's the explanation of pop-culture and social media, and I was pleased with that explanation. But more truth lies in that dynamic between energy used to maintain an image and me just being tired of myself.
I am getting glimpses of the pleasure and newness that comes from no longer waging that war, or waging it less. I see The Promises coming true, sometimes quickly, sometimes more slowly.
I want to laugh without being judged. I want to express life without fear of failing. I want to recover without that damned specter of relapse.
Today, I'll settle for being sober.
–JR
I'm waging a war
A war in me
The war in me is wailing
I still believe
To tryin' all this
Is short of bliss
To kill the cycle that I've fed
–Kenna, ”War in Me"
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