Early Morning Blues

I am always searching for myself. I thought I knew who I was, but I have yet to be 100% satisfied that I really do. I am constantly in search for meaning in my life, yet I keep coming up empty handed.   I hate the feeling of being useless in this world; Like my place could be easily filled with anyone with a pulse. I don’t contribute anything to this world that anyone else hasn’t or couldn’t. I am not anyone special, not the kind of person that anyone will remember or at least someone who is easily forgettable in time.    I hate that I have no real talent for anything. Everyone has something that they can do really well. I have yet to find ANYTHING that I am good at. Everything I have tried to do, I am, at the most, mediocre at. I am surrounded with the most amazingly talented people. My best friends all are so good at so many things. I am insanely jealous of this. It makes me want to hide all the more.    I hate that I am still not doing anything important with my life. Strike that. I hate that I am still not doing anything at all with my life. When I was in high school, I had such high hopes for my life. I really thought I would make a difference, even a small one, in this world. I always knew that I would show all of those people who said that I was worthless wrong. Unfortunately, I have done the exact opposite. I am in a stagnant pool of life. I feel like I have been standing here doing the same old nothing for so long, but I don’t have the ability to move.    I hate that people around me seem to have it all together while I am struggling for my next breath. More and more lately I have wondered why I even need to roll out of my bed in the morning. At least there I am cozy and warm and feel safe and loved. Once I leave my linen cocoon, I feel naked and exposed for the failure I have become. Not only to myself, but to the ones I love. I am sure that Ted never thought he would be married to someone like me. I only wish I could be the wife that he deserves.   Wait… I have found what I am good at… Whining… Great! 


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