I’m struggling. Some of you know. Last night I woke up at 4:00 am. I was half asleep and a little voice said, “You will not get back on your feet”. I don’t have auditory hallucinations, it was just an epiphany. I realized the game was up. Over and out. Kaput. The little voice was my instinct or my voice of truth. It was reality.
I was stunned. I fooled around too much and took things for granted. I tried my best but I could have done a lot more.
What to you guys think? I want your opinion. I told my sister and she said it’s not hopeless, there’s no need to panic and that I am halfway on my feet because I have a job and a car and I will be starting school soon. Do I face reality and accept that I’m probably done? Or do I fool myself and keep striving like I always have and fool myself into keeping going?