It’s interesting how life works out sometimes. Specifically, how things turn out. You can do everything you need to do to get yourself together and still things just fall apart right in front of you. Now I’m torn between rather to chalk it up to myself not putting in enough work or it happened for a reason.
I admit that I could of done things differently or even pushed myself more. Regardless of that I honestly feel that I do my best and people usually give me the spiel that your best is good enough. What if it isn’t though? It seems like just to get what you want you have to give it THE best, not yours. This is why I’m big on always wanting to better myself because my current self just doesn’t seem to be good enough to reach my goals. But this is a progress and unfortunately your progress doesn’t get rewarded.
People like to say that things happen for a reason and I agree…to a point. My only issue with that is you never know when the reason will be revealed. I understand that you have to be patient in life but sometimes what you’re going through runs your patience thin. And all you do is hope that these dark times will past. That’s literally the only thing that keeps me sane these days. Just the hope that things will turn around.
I don’t know…I really don’t. It seems like it all comes down to chance as if everything has a probability or something. I’m not too sure how I feel about luck at this moment in my life. For the majority of it, I feel like I’ve had a black cloud over my head while walking on a mirrored pathway with it cracking every step I take. All I can do is hope things work out before it’s too late…