The Struggle Dreamed 3713 days ago | | 425 words

The struggle is real. The struggle is never ending.

There come times in life where I need to evaluate where I’m at, where I’d like to be, and how I am to get there. There comes times in life where the place I am and the place I want to be are not going to ever connect. You can’t get there from here.

So it’s time to change. Big change. Little change. But change.

Change is the catalyst that’s led to my greatest struggles and my greatest triumphs. Even with change, the best laid plans can go awry and lead me right back to struggle. As they have many times before. Forcing moves. Forcing financial and personal loss. But in the end, I come out a better person for it. Even if it doesn’t seem like it.

After each change, there is learning. Learning what I did right. Learning what I did wrong. But there is learning. Maybe I did well. Maybe I screwed it all up and ignored some major things I shouldn’t have but what’s done is done.

I always feel it is important to look back. Looking back provides context. Clarity. Using the 20/20 hindsight is important to evaluate a situation long after being in the thick of it trying the best I could at the time. Hoping for the best.

It all comes back to the struggle.

Life is a struggle. Even in the best of times, unexpected hardships can take easy street to a sketchy drug-filled gang corner. All it takes is a second.

A single moment in time can make all the different in the world.

It can define the struggle. Or it can define us.

I will not be defined by my struggles. I do the best I can with what I have and move towards where I want to be. I’m moving faster than ever now.

It’s been a struggle. It’s still a struggle. Everyday.

But there’s finally light at the end of the tunnel.
It’s been a long.

But I can finally see the end. See the light. Bask in its warmth and tiny glow. There’s still months before the glow, but I can see it. I know it’s there. That’s the important part of the struggle.

Knowing it will come to an end. We always tell ourselves it’ll get better. Things will improve. However, it’s hard to believe that when all you see is more struggle.

But when you see the end, you know there is hope. And it lights your spirits.

At the end of every struggle, there is hope.

I’m at the hope phase.


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