forward

don't stop moving forward, don't pause, don't stop. keep moving.

life is always moving, it never slows down for a minute for me to catch my breath. i miss catching my breath.

every moment of every day is charted, calendared, planned.

we are on a pause, a temporary change of plans, a brief opportunity to catch my breath. find my home. find my rhythm. i can enjoy the forward movement if i find my rhythm, have time to slow down and recharge.

time. thank you.

guilt

it plagues me

it is shoved into my face by the judgement of others

i am doing the best fucking job i can

i believe that i am doing a good job. i am doing a good job.

go live your own life and let me live mine

i love my life. i love my choices. i love where my life is headed.

i believe in the future that i am building

why do the changes that i make in my life seem to impact others in such ridiculous ways?

why do i have to answer to anyone other than my little family?

why are my choices wrong just because they are different from yours?

go away. judge others. or at least gossip behind my back and keep it away from me.

i feel enough guilt without those not invested adding more