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[04 Jul 2003|08:03pm] |
Life certainly has a way of taking unexpected turns, and throwing curvballs from all sorts of directions. It leaves you completely disoriented. You find yourself unable to determine how you feel, what you feel...you just want to be swallowed up, and never have to feel again. You find yourself wanting to take the easy way out, so life can't punch you in the stomach over and over and laugh as you cough and struggle for breath.
And most of the time that feeling never goes away, no matter what people tell you, because no matter how surrounded by others you are, you still feel alone. And even if other people say they accept you, if you're rejected by the people you really, really want to be accepted by, then the acceptance you do recieve seems void. And then life isnt worth living.
Some people live soely for one purpose. Most people spend their entire lives searching for that one purpose. Some people dont find their purpose, and their entire life seems pointless and wasted. The people who have their purpose hang onto it with such a vice grip that when they find they've accomplished whatever they were set out to do, and they have nothing to hang on to...they fall. No balance, nothing to hold them up. No one to hold them up. And they're lost, and once again their life is void.
That's why people make friends. So they have a reason to continue if they dont have a purpose. They're shoulders to cry on, wisdom when you're not quite sure which direction to take. They make you smile, they make you laugh, they cry with you when your sad, then cheer you up and remind you how wonderful you've got it, and that they'll always be there for you. For those of us who don't have anyone in their life like that, it makes living even more miserable.
Thats why friends and purposes are so important. They're all that hold people together.
I feel myself constantly falling. I keep taking these giant leaps backwards, in almost everything. The only backward steps im NOT taking is in the battle i'm fighting as i "write" this. I'm going forward in something, at least. I'm afraid, i really am. Not to die. Not failure -i know we're going to win. Its winning im scared of. Because if we win, then i have no purpose. No reason to live. Helping them...its been everything. Everything for years. They werent always around, but before them, i was helping other people. Its all i feel i can do. I try to help the people i care about in any way possible. If i dont, i feel empty. When the cannon is destroyed, im positive they'll go seperate ways -maybe not all of them, but some of them. And i probably wont see any of them again. And then what will i have? I have no purpose and no allys. I dont know if they consider me a friend, but the people i fight with have been, and always will be, all i have.
Its pretty pathetic that i feel im almost made for war. I havent quite found a purpose outside of it. I hope that i will. The one thing thats kept me going through all the shocks, the hurt, the rejection, the loss...is that i have to keep going to help them. "No, i cant die, Weaver will be Secritary of Defense, and that will make it harder for everyone."
"No, i cant give up, they need me to do this,"
"No, i cant let go, i have to do this.."
If...if i didnt have people who i thought needed me, even a little, then...well...i dont know. I'm not sure what would have happened.
But as long as people need me im going to be strong. As long as i have something to fufil, nothing will get in my way. I'm not going to be stepped on, not ever. My goal is to win this war with everyone it started with. Nothing stopped me before, and nothing will stop me this time.
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