Somewhere along the way, there have been joys
Somewhere along the way, there has been pain
Somewhere along the way, there has been sweat
Somewhere along the way, there has been tears
Somewhere along the way, there has been blood
Somewhere along the way, I have done things some might consider heroic
Somewhere along the way, I have done things that some could view as deplorable
Somewhere along the way, I went to places no one wants to go
Somewhere along the way, I went to places so beautiful it is hard to imagine without going for yourself
Somewhere along the way, I gave it all I had
Somewhere along the way, I never really tried
Somewhere along the way, I gained some “friends”
Somewhere along the way, I lost touch with those who meant the most
Somewhere along the way, I thought I had it all
Somewhere along the way, I thought I had lost it all
Somewhere along the way, I just wanted it all to end
Somewhere along the way, I couldn’t wait for it to begin
Somewhere along the way, I tried things I will always regret
Somewhere along the way, I tried things I will always love to try again
Somewhere along the way, I seemed to know exactly where I was headed
Somewhere along the way, I seemed to have misplaced my map and was lost
Somewhere along the way, I realized there was no turning back
Somewhere along the way, I sacrificed myself for my family, friends,co-workers, fellow soldiers, country
Somewhere along the way, I experienced the hell that war really is
Somewhere along the way, I am continually inundated with the fact that I will never be enough
Somewhere along the way, other strike me again and again that I will never have enough
Somewhere along the way, I learned that can never again be good enough
Somewhere along the way, the trials, tribulations, and disabilities became me instead of just a part of me
Somewhere along the way, I became redefined into a miserable person
Somewhere along the way, I thought perhaps I could become at least a little less miserable?
I’ve been on an extended hallucination long enough. And I’ve finally gotten out of it. My issue now is me confronting my real hallucination, not the feeling sorry for myself one.
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Until u believe u are enough, and you are, it will be difficult to be truly happy. We are all enough. Whatever made you think you aren’t? Hugs xo
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People, circumstances, choices and life have always shown that I cannot be enough. Having my handicaps and disabilities also shows I cannot be enough and watching each year get harder, more painful, and more unbearable.
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I don’t understand how having handicaps or disabilities shows u aren’t enough. I know my depression makes me think I’m not enough. That I’m weak, crazy, lazy, worthless and people are better off without me. But that’s the illness, not the truth. Please know you are enough. I hope you can start to believe that n that your pain lessens. Hugs xo
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If you hear, see, and feel something long enough it has to be true.
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Has to be? So if I see a hallucination of a talking cat or a pink flamingo in my bedroom for years, I should start buying flamingo food? C’mon u gotta see that doesn’t jive.
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In a hallucination you are the only one that sees it.
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