there is a constant pull
a constant desire to work on it, work on something
contribute myself
fill up
a constant desire to work on it, work on something
contribute myself
fill up
the struggles chip away at me
the scales of self fulfillment and guilt and in constant swing
i have yet to find the balance
the scales of self fulfillment and guilt and in constant swing
i have yet to find the balance
sometimes the teetering is slight other times it is as if a giant pendalum is swinging
i compare myself to others, what they are completing - having the opportunity to do
it makes me feel weak, unknown
i am at a lost for how there are moments for them and not for me
will i ever get there
2 comments:
I complete nothing :)
Methinks momma needs a weekend away with other girls to relax and breathe.
Honey, you ARE there. There is no perfect there. You name me one person who has found a perfect balance and I'll call you a liar. But striving for more is never a bad thing...
xoxo.
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