At the right time, one has to let go of the rail, steady oneself, and start moving forward at a steady pace.
I had lofty goals, but I couldn’t reach them. As hard as I tried, I fell short time and time again. As could be expected, I grew tired, weary, and eventually gave up hope.
“Go to the office right now!”, he yelled at me. His faced radiated with redness, as his voice embodied the rage he held inside. There was no doubt that he was angry, and I, a mouthy-relentless-teenager was the object of his anger. “Get out!”, he yelled again, as he pointed his finger to the doors of gym.
My life has been filled with people who have “lovingly” tried to tell me “how to feel”, “when to feel”, and “what not to feel.”