They are at it again. It seems like we get one problem solved and they come in and just ruin everything all over again. Really, the only thing they are good at is ruining stuff.
I went to bed last night just furious at them. Then I woke up this morning and find out they just made it worse and now I’m even more pissed off at them. It’s always been this way with them. They always want something. They always have their hands out. They always want to take something away from us. And if you give them an inch, they will take a mile.
I don’t even feel like I can be myself and live my own life on my own terms because they may not like it. Why can they just leave us alone?
When I was a kid, I was really scared of them. I thought once I become an adult, they would go away. But guess what? They just multiplied. There are so many of them. I can’t even keep up with them or name them all.
There has to be a way for us to defeat them. We sure can come together and overcome them. They aren’t stronger than us. They aren’t better than us. They can be richer, or smarter or more beautiful than us, than me.
It’s almost like they have been an illusion this whole time, only fueled by my own fears and insecurities. They are no more real than a nightmare I had the other night where I popped my pants in public and had to walk around the rest of the dream with my soiled britches. They only exist in my own head. The minute I stop looking for them, the very minute I wake up, I bet they will disappear and I will only be left with us … and me.