The ability to overcome
The compelling tale of life sometimes falls apart. I am a wandering spirit that is looking for the identity that belongs to me. It was taken from me. Even if things are going better for me now, I will always remember what it's like to be worn out, no matter how much sleep I get, to have a panic attack in the middle of the night, or to be overwhelmed by the expectations of both myself and other people. They claim that I am unique, a remarkable bean that God made in order to love and rescue; I respond, "Why can't I be a human first?" I tell myself that I sow seeds, but now I see that I'm deluding myself. The world's worst monsters are facing me. I search for my soul, yet all I ever find is an empty shell. There are moments when life becomes so difficult that you question whether you should continue living. You feel disoriented, perplexed, let down, and furious. Tragedies keep happening one after the other, without end. You wonder and worry about what life will hurl at you next every day of your existence. You are not alone; I am here to tell you. Hope is present. I want you to know that you are not alone in sharing my experience. Generally, everything will work out for you.
