Sometimes I feel like the whole world is on my shoulders.
I feel like I am a bird carrying a deadweight and doing my best to drag it as close to the finish line as possible.
I succeed a little and try to open my wings, only to realise I can’t fly with all this weight on my shoulders.
It is difficult to be ambitious when you also have responsibilities.
You always have to look after your responsibilities first, which hinders your growth.
I am tired and at my breaking point, but I don’t want to feel guilty about not caring.
And I DO CARE, SO, SO MUCH.
But if caring and loving someone takes a toll on yourself, is it even worth it?











