Life really is a struggle, life is not easy
It is sometimes the small
Not big things that grind away at our hearts and souls
Because they ‘should’ be easy. Right?
We have ‘control’ over them.
A sense of responsibility for our own decisions
That awaken insecurities for making wrong choices.
She is not starving
She has a roof over her head
She has a steady job
The comforts of modern living
and still it feels so damn hard… Was she ungrateful?
She feels guilty. dissonant, ambivalent
She feels guilty for feeling everything and nothing at all.