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Dylan –

Posted Sep 25 2013 5:41pm

I don’t even know…what to say or where to start.  As if Im writing to the future, I want to beg that it doesn’t go where its heading.  That by some small miracle, things will turn around.  As if writing from my past – I want to scream to STOP.  I see the problem, I see the trouble, but I don’t know how to turn it around and go the other way.  I yell but no one hears, I cant get the words to come out like I want, to say what I want, to mean what I want – because I don’t even know what I am trying to say except STOP.  Just.  Stop.

This isnt about me.  And as often as I remind myself of that, I still find my selfish thoughts and wants getting in the way.  I see much of the people I don’t want to become, coming out of me.  And as much as I just want to STOP it all – I cant.  I see the pain, and the frustration, and the anger and as much as I want to just slap it out – I cant.  Because it isnt about me.  It isnt about me fixing this, or making it ok.  It isnt about me making the choice, or not.  It isnt about me.  Yet I cant seem to remove that from the equation.

Everywhere I turn, someone has the answers.  The fool proof solution.  The “This is it!” about everything.  But I cant seem to put my faith in them.  I cant trust them with this.  I have trusted people before – and have come up empty handed.  But once again…its not about me.

I don’t know what to say, or how to say it.  I understand, to an extent but not enough to know what to do or how to help.  Im left staring stupidly waiting for the punch line, because I really just don’t see it.  I mean I do?  But I don’t.  I cant.  I cant get myself to accept it.

There are the things I want to say – the things that are supposed to be the right things.  Things like “its ok” and “it will all work out” and “this will help.”  Open ended answers that leave room for wiggle.  But they just don’t seem like the right things to say.  How can they be?  If it were ok – we wouldn’t be here.  If it would work out – this wouldn’t be happening.  And if that would help?  Then why am I sitting here trying hopelessly to find some answers.

I never claimed to understand it all, I never said I had all the answers.  Never said I knew what I was doing, or where we were going.  I never claimed it would be ok.  I just hoped.  Hoped that this would be the right answer to everything, and jumped in with everything because there was nothing left to do.  I threw myself at the problem because there was nothing left TO throw and I hoped with everything I had left to hope with that it would be the right answer.

And there for a while – it seemed like it was.

For a while – it seemed like it was working.

And it seemed like everything would be ok.

How blind hope can be.  Underneath the pretense of hope, and everything being ok – there was this.  This problem, this doubt, this frustration, this anger.  And not wanting to believe that it was there, I blindly accepted the hope and moved on.  In hindsight I can see this now.  But seeing a problem, knowing how to fix it, and actually fixing it – are completely different things.  And I am not skilled in any of the areas.

We are back to square one.  Left with two options, each holding a bag of pros and cons themselves.  And while neither one looks very promising, I have to do the only thing I know how to do.  And that is fight.  And never stop.  Because while it might not be the right thing, while it may end up going south, and while I may be met with a lot of hesitation, argument and “I told you so’s” atleast I will be able to rest in the fact that I didn’t give up.

You might be wanting me to.  Everyone seems to think that this is the best option.  Let you learn to sink or float, make you realize some hard truths for yourself, stop bailing you out, and walk away.  But I cant.  And while I know this isnt about me, I made a promise to never walk away.  To never give up.  And to never stop fighting, until there was nothing left to fight for.  And while you might not realize it at this moment, while your mind me just be too full to completely understand this – you ARE worth fighting for.

I don’t mind if you are mad at me, I don’t even mind if you hate me.  I don’t care if you resent me for the rest of your life for this.  But I will never stop fighting for you, and I will never give up on you.  I hope that someday you are able to take the fight over – that long after these hard days of uncertain circumstances have passed, you are able to pick up and carry on yourself.

No, it might not be the right decision.  It might not be what you want, it might not even be what is recommended for you.  But right now, its all we have.  And while I cant promise you that everything will be ok, that life will go as planned and that you will succeed in everything you ever try – I can promise that with some hard work, and a little luck – it might just be worth it.

You may have given up, you may not see anything worth seeing right now but until you can you need to know that I will never give up on you, and I will never stop fighting for you even if you don’t see that.  I know that right now you are looking for whatever you can to argue your case.  That you will use whatever you can.  And that’s ok.  Get mad, but realize that by getting mad – you arent dead inside, there is still something there that cares and wants to fight.

Just because you have given up, does not mean everyone else ready for you to give up too.  Hang in there kiddo, one day I promise you will look back and say that I might not be right, but I told you so.


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