Sunday, November 30, 2025

A Tug-of-War


Had to slow down before I could express anything here. My head’s been everywhere, and I feel like I’m at a crossroads again. I feel pulled between what I love and what I value, and I’m not sure how to get them together. One has to go, or I’ll forever feel like I’m trying to ride two horses going in opposite directions. If only what I’m into and what I actually care about were in the same place.

 

Maybe I’m already leaning toward one. I’m just too chicken to admit it. 🀭


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