Tightrope

I’m trying really hard to not get in my head. So I figured the best way to do that was to get it all out here before it has time to ruminate. 

I’ll be honest – I kinda feel like I’m in the way.

I’m not sure how to really describe it. Like I’m literally an obstacle between someone & their journey.

…As if I would hold anyone back…

Interestingly enough, I’m not really upset over it. I’m more like…accepting? I don’t know. It feels like this is my fate & it is what it is. I know I’m not gonna be everyone’s cuppa but I guess I’m making my peace with it. I really don’t have the energy or desire to fight for attention. I need to focus on my own shit.

This is all I have to offer – me. That’s it.

I’m not one of the high-flying acrobats. I’m not the daring lion tamer. I’m not the energetic ringmaster or the funny clowns.

No, I’m the one who’s quietly on the tightrope. I’m just trying to get from Point A to Point B & to not fall. That’s all. I’m continuing to take small steps forward, even if that means I have to move around others. I’ll get there eventually. I have to be careful because no one is catching me if I fall.

It’s just me up here, trying to balance life. That’s all.

I love this. It speaks to me.