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transition
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transition what do you do when no one sees? if you live a life of quiet desperation, and feel a constant dwindling of self, how do you cope? madness? Or do you grow bolder, slightly more sure those who didn't notice before were not worth the effort. Do you feel yourself turning from one to another of creatures in your minds eye, from caterpillar to something more with wings that can fly? such is the question of someone questioning their life. I can understand this thought. this question of self. the need to change. but still, there is a<b> tether </font></b>It is the old self hanging on, not wanting to let go this life just yet. It is the dry cracked leather of a leash holding back the new self from pulling out into a new world. It is the old tired self slowly losing the grasp it has, and letting it slip a little at a time. day by day, and moment by moment as it feels the life of old being given up for the life of new. it is a transition occurring not in an instant, but over a long period of time. for a little perspective, this means to some one like me, letting go some things to be able to step forward. This would mean either rehashing and rebuilding from ashes old ties, and strengthening things perceived as dead, or no longer functioning, or letting them slide to the ground from your hand to breathe their last and finally die. This means losing some traits others find admirable. such as loyalty, steadfastness in what needs doing in life. It means abandoning things that were merely once slightly damaged, but still capable of repair. I see myself fighting this battle daily. today, I am still the person others know. tomorrow I am not sure. but tomorrow is always a different day. |
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