Lately, I haven't been able or willing to right deep, meaningful posts (about myself. Ha. That's pretty selfish).. Which stinks, because I am experiencing the worst bout of insecurity about my life in general as of late. It is insufferable.. And it is fed from everything in this world.
People tell me- or, at least, insinuate- that the way I struggle to live my life is worthless. It likely is, for I have not yet held on to what I desire. But it's the only world plausible for me. It's my only hope that comes from myself- the hope that one day I will live in the way I want to live.