Celerity
shape without form, shade without colour
- Jan 24, 2021
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Having lived for so many years like this, it is so hard to picture a life worth living. All I can imagine are your standard tropes - a good job, stability, a house, marriage, 2.5 kids, a goldendoodle puppy, an herb garden, learning how to paint, weekly beer yoga, travelling to Disney for the 2.5 kiddos, etc. None of it really feels like me.
And then I think of all the hard work it would take to get there, and I feel dread start to creep in. I know I'm not better off this way, dangling on the edge of a cliff in perpetuity, but it is all I have known, and there is something to be said for the comfort of inertia.
The only thing that keeps me going are my past successes, few as they are. Each one was hard-earned and difficult to keep until one day it wasn't and good ol' inertia took over again.
Maybe it's just a pervasive sense of dread no matter what. I dread the future in my current path, and I dread the future when I try to imagine it as better.
Not sure what my intentions were with this post, but maybe you all have some suggestions to cope? Or maybe you can just commiserate? There's a cold, lonely feeling in my chest right now.
And then I think of all the hard work it would take to get there, and I feel dread start to creep in. I know I'm not better off this way, dangling on the edge of a cliff in perpetuity, but it is all I have known, and there is something to be said for the comfort of inertia.
The only thing that keeps me going are my past successes, few as they are. Each one was hard-earned and difficult to keep until one day it wasn't and good ol' inertia took over again.
Maybe it's just a pervasive sense of dread no matter what. I dread the future in my current path, and I dread the future when I try to imagine it as better.
Not sure what my intentions were with this post, but maybe you all have some suggestions to cope? Or maybe you can just commiserate? There's a cold, lonely feeling in my chest right now.