Issue #49 It's The End of the World As I Know It and I Suppose I Feel Okay Even Though Most Things Are A Dumpster Fire
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I've been thinking a lot on the idea of a sense of self, my self, my goals, and desires not just for the new year but for always. My daily state of being is "overwhelmed." It does not help my job contract ended on December 28 which enhances the feeling of worthlessness. I feel even more lost as a few that are close to me have recently started their own way on the long hard journey to wholeness and I find myself standing alone, watching their backs as they move towards their own goals wondering, "Why not me?" Cement blocks are metaphorically keeping me rigidly in place. It is not for a matter of want or lack of tools or desire; those things I have in spades. But I am drowning, and I have been drowning, for quite some time and I feel impotent to the change.
Issue #49 It's The End of the World As I Know It and I Suppose I Feel Okay Even Though Most Things Are A Dumpster Fire
Issue #49 It's The End of the World As I Know…
Issue #49 It's The End of the World As I Know It and I Suppose I Feel Okay Even Though Most Things Are A Dumpster Fire
I've been thinking a lot on the idea of a sense of self, my self, my goals, and desires not just for the new year but for always. My daily state of being is "overwhelmed." It does not help my job contract ended on December 28 which enhances the feeling of worthlessness. I feel even more lost as a few that are close to me have recently started their own way on the long hard journey to wholeness and I find myself standing alone, watching their backs as they move towards their own goals wondering, "Why not me?" Cement blocks are metaphorically keeping me rigidly in place. It is not for a matter of want or lack of tools or desire; those things I have in spades. But I am drowning, and I have been drowning, for quite some time and I feel impotent to the change.