Overcome

 

So, I always read those stories about people who overcome extreme obstacles and they wind up successful, sometimes famous, and happy. I'm wonderstruck at how some people figure out how to get through such daunting situations. I could name dozens of hit movies that depict this.

One thing that hit me today was that you'll never see a movie about a guy who starts with nothing and ends up with nothing. Just because no one made a movie about failure it doesn't mean that it doesn't happen.

What if I end being little or nothing? If school doesn't work out, the business fails, and everyone and their dog spams hate messages all over my blog? Everyone talks about hope and how we should never give up, and never stop striving to be better today than we were yesterday. What if this is as good as it gets?

It almost feels like life kind of just dangles success in front of my face, the takes it away when I get within distance of grabbing it. It's not even success, really. It's simple things like finally figuring out this apartment situation, getting school together or getting the job promotion I've been working for since I moved to this new store.

I'm not saying I'm giving up. It's just the spark is dying out. The motivation to push further is fading. And I don't know what it'll take to keep this drive alive.

I'll say this now: words will do nothing. I just need a damn distraction. Something to just divert my attention. I don't want to talk about it. I don't want to think about it.

A deep breath is all I need.

Newton's 3rd Law of Physics states that for every action there is a reaction of equal force or magnitude. I want to apply this to my life. For every negative, should there not be some sort of positive raction?

I'm waiting.

It just gets hard to hold my head up. I mean, what does one do in this kind of situation? When nothing's working out, what do you do?

I don't know. I can only wish for things to be different, and try to transform this situation into a positive one.

So, all I ask is this: when? How much longer do I have to struggle, push, and fight before I can finally rest?

On the bright side, I suppose what doesn't kill me will only make me stronger.

I try to live by this idea that no matter what happens, if I'm still breathing, I can still change.  As long as this heart beats on, I'll still have the ability to better myself and whatever situation I'm in.

Guys, I don't need words of encouragement.  I don't need a shoulder to lean on or someone to try to make me feel better.  I just wanted to write.  Venting, if you will.  Have a nice day.