It's like... that moment where the day has been spectacular and everything is going right, but somehow it all seems so wrong. And there is nothing more in the world you want, than to be able to break down and cry. It's today of all days that my mind decides to spiral downward into a dark oblivion. I feel unable to reach out, to cry out.
Days like today, I always find myself thinking about why I am where I am, why am I doing what I am. Rarely now do I think about why I still exist. I know there is something. I know there is a reason for my being here. I know there is a reason why I am faced with challenges and pain and the occasional bout of helplessness. But why does it always feel so... wrong?
I guess I'm just fooling myself into thinking everything is wrong. Where I am at relationship wise is wrong, my life goals are wrong, my activities are wrong. Right now, everything I'm doing is wrong. I'm single, I never want kids and I want to travel always. I play rugby and dance, and that is causing my body to slowly deteriorate. I'm 20 years old and I face the future of knee replacements and chiropractic visits for the rest of my life.
But those activities... for the most part, they make me happy. My team makes me happy. My dancing makes me happy. But none of it ever feels right. And I don't know who to turn to for help. Therapy? Maybe, I should go back. But do I have time? No... I never have time. Between dance, rugby, six classes, living in a special interest house, work and other such things... Anything that has to do with myself and my complete happiness and "me" time has to be placed on the back burner.
I'm feeling all the stress and feel like I have to take on everyone else's. I know I shouldn't feel that way, but that is how I naturally am. I have to be there for everyone. I can't let anyone down if I can help it. Missing practices, and games I feel like I'm letting my team down, but I can't leave my responsibilities elsewhere. Maybe my feelings are due to lack of time.
My body... is just tired.