“Write your injuries in dust, your benefits in marble.”

I know my limits. I know how far I can push myself without cracking. I know how much pain I can endure. I know the difference between hurting and injured. I am no where near injured. 

Trust me. 

I dont want to be treated differently than everyone else. There's no doubt in anyone's mind that Im not up to par with everyone else. Everyone knows this, myself included. But I wont ever be as strong as I once was if I dont push myself. 

So Im asking you, help me help myself. Dont baby me. Dont use caution with me. Treat me as you would anyone else. 

“Guilt is anger directed at ourselves.”

Anyone who knows me well, knows that my conscience constantly hangs heavy over my head. My every move is evaluated and applied to my persona. Normally I know better than to double cross my mentality, however, every once in a while I have a momentary lapse in my judgment and throw caution into the wind. I had one of these moments recently, and sure enough promptly following the release of my words the wind swept the stability right from underneath my feet and knocked me on my ass, left alone to suffer the wrath of my conscience. 

Over the years Ive learned that my biggest struggle always resides within myself. One day, I will be at the root of my own destruction. I will tear myself apart before anyone else even gets the opportunity to.