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SELF | REFLECTIONS
Persevering With Perseverance Because to Not Persevere is Not an Option
Whatever hard knocks come our way, we were always built to survive
Every now and again I wonder to myself if it could be possible to lock all the doors, close all the curtains, turn off my phone, and just curl up into a ball, not to emerge again for several days.
What would that feel like? Would it be utter bliss or would I start to freak out from boredom and disconnection?
Sadly, I can’t feasibly find out because my life doesn’t have the space for that.
On the contrary, my existence seems to be so utterly crammed full that it helps me on the other end of the spectrum to forget that I can barely remember what silence sounds like, what space looks like, or what it’s like to be able to just chill and not have a list of things that will need doing before the day is out.
I’d like to know what that’s like, but I comfort myself with the understanding that if I just keep going, I will eventually reach that point where I will find out.
The number of times recently that people have said to me that they have no idea how I am managing with things the way they are — a full house, extra teenagers in my care…
