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Send Me On My Way

Miscellaneous By: gigglemybagel
Memoir


Tags: Stuff, Love, Life, Scared, Do, I, Even, Care?


This is the last Vignette for Lawrence. It is about overcoming my personal difficulties and living life.


Submitted:Apr 20, 2012    Reads: 12    Comments: 2    Likes: 1   


Everyone's life is a little bit strange. Every person has mountains to climb, monsters to face, and problems to keep in a jar. I have mountains of work to get through with the load of procrastination on my back. I have monsters with eyes of anxiety and claws of depression that hide under my bed and grab at my ankles. I have problems enough to fill my jar, but dreams enough to empty it.

I want to be an actor and steal the stage with movement and voice. I want to be a photographer who can capture an image in an angle so precise that you'll feel things you've never felt before. I want to be a writer who fills shelves with books that people connect with. I want to be the chemist who discovers some life changing detail no one has ever seen before. I dream of people knowing my name. I dream, but sometimes my mountain appears ahead of me, my monsters start to grab at me, and my jar loses space.
I have these dreams, but when depression sneaks up on me I know that I'm not good enough to reach them. When anxiety strikes I know that these monsters are too scary to defeat. When the days grow shorter I know that the road is too long and the journey too difficult to complete. Still I try.
I release myself through art. I'll sing when I'm passionate. If I'm in love or enraged I'll let the world know. I'll dance in an empty room when I want to be seen. I put my thoughts through to my body to show my emotions when words don't cut it. I write when I am weak, when I am so down that I need to validate myself with words, and show it to someone. I long to be heard. I draw when I am angry and confused, a picture to get a point across, a scribble for your thoughts.
I don't know what life has in store for me. I don't have a plan; all I have are my dreams to guide me. I don't know how I'm going to overcome my troubles, but I know that one way or another it's going to be done. I don't know who I'm going to grow up to be, I just know that it I am going to be me. The good part is, when you don't know where you're going, you can get there any way at all. I choose to follow the path that my heart is leading me on, and make sure to leave a footprint.




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