It may be the weather.
It may be my relationships with people.
It may be fear of happiness.
It may be the stars not aligning the right way.
It may be the chemicals in my brain not getting along.
It may be because I watch the News too much.
It may be my creative juices being clogged up.
It may just be me.
Throughout life I have become an outstanding tip toer. I learned to stand on the tips of my toes, balancing myself, through the turmoils of everyday living. Anxiously, I try to keep myself upright knowing full well that eventually I will tumble, but I also know full well I will be able to pick myself back up.
I often wonder why I had to master the art of the tip toe. Why does living have to be so hard sometimes. Why
Hopefully in the end I will be a better person, a stronger person, and someone who can be loved. Someone who no longer has the rough edges that I have and someone that expresses their feelings without hesitation, cloudiness, and my ability to become mute. I have mastered that art also.
As I ease my way there may be things that push me, making me lean more to one side. I must learn to pay attention to the things that make me stand tall…
…OR at least as tall as my 5’1 self can stand 😉