The Climb
The peak of the mountain looks so high up. But I've decided I'm not going to stay down here anymore. I can't. There's a long, dangerous journey ahead. When you're so far down it feels impossible to climb the mountain, but what I know for certain is if I don't start I'll never reach the top. Last week, my friends and I stayed in Texas. We were visiting other mutual friends. It wasn't necessarily life-changing; it was a fun trip but it was pretty standard as far as vacations go. However, something must've clicked while I was there. I have a few theories. First of all, I reached a breaking point with work. My work is very simple, it's just retail, but I have so much pride as an individual that it's hard for me not to take it seriously. I've worked 4am off and on for a while, and being the people pleaser I've always been I never said anything. I let it slowly deteriorate my brain. No sleep, naps everyday, nothing accomplished. I finally s...