Today has definitely been my lowest point of the quarter. I’ve managed to suppress stress, anger, frustration, and feelings of hopeless for the past several weeks. But today was the tipping point. All has fell. The hope that I’ve guarded, trekking me along, has been pulled away and I’m left with nothing but a feeling of emptiness. Not good enough for anything.
“Keep going, it’ll get better. Don’t give up.”
Where the do I go from here? I feel like I’ve lost all direction and purpose. Every path that I’ve pursued seems to yield unsuccessful. I’ve done everything to “better prepare” myself. Yet it’s still not enough. Nothing I do seems to surmount to anything.
How many more times will I have to be disheartened before things will fall into place? Will there be a right moment and right time for me?