Trying is scary to me. If I do everything within my power, and it’s still not close to enough to get me anywhere worthwhile, but I still don’t have it in me to end it, then I’m just… stuck. Stuck in complete misery and despair. No more false hope or fantasies to tell myself, to get me through the day. Just the unrelenting awareness of my failure and inferiority. That’s terrifying.
But at the moment the story I’m telling myself is that I will try. That I am trying. Tentatively and gradually at first. But that I will eventually do all that’s reasonably possible to find […]