I don't have the strength to carry on. Where can I get it from? I'm tired, done for, the well has dried up. Most people get their strength and will to go on from their faith. That's not for me. I find it just a bit iffy, I can't base my life on that. As a consequence, my strength comes from my feeling of self-worth. But... What if you feel like you're worth nothing? What if the balance is gone?
My job gave my life meaning. It's where I weigh my successes time and time again. Now I feel as if I've been there, done that... and somebody stole my T-shirt.
As a person, I realise that my ability to "take a licking and keep on ticking" is gone. Every time it's more difficult to get back my balance, my peace.
I'm not needed any more, there's nothing left for me to do. Life is a concatenation of failures, I keep loosing it all. Over and over again, I have to keep on struggling to hang in there and start all anew.
I can't do it any-more, I'm done. I'm stepping out.
|Let us remember that from the foulest of ponds,|
from the deepest mud, the Lotus blooms.