I am trying my best with what I have.
But it’s not enough.
Trying my best with work.
But it’s not enough.
Trying my best with my relationships.
But it’s not enough.
Trying to be a good mom.
It’s never enough.
Trying my hardest to keep a clean house.
Not enough.
I am five feet under, but I am only 5’2. The dirt is getting into my mouth, poisoning my system until it seeps into my brain with the negative thoughts “You are never enough.”
My heart knows different. I am valued, I am loved, and I am needed. My heart is a gentle reminder that I can keep going. My lungs provide the breath I need to pursue my goals, and my feet keep moving me forward.
But is it enough?
No.
My brain has to align with my heart.
How do I bridge this gap?
Headache by NataliaDrepina on DeviantArt
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