Battle

Battling is something that we go through everyday. Reluctantly or with full force, we deal with the daily decisions wrought with agony. I am a firm believer of approaching things major decisions or possible life changing decisions with hesitation. I was raised this way. Perhaps somewhere deep down inside I care about this life I claim to hate.

That's just me.

Every person goes through their individual battle, none of them the same. Juxtaposed against human emotion and the will to go through everyday is the relationships that effect your life. I never claimed to have a father, never claimed to have a father figure. This was true up until about 2 years ago until I thought my stepfather was worthy enough to have me admit that he is my father. As a person who steps into the light when he doesn't want to is seen as a hero. He played the role.

He left, abandoning me. Forcing me to make the decisions that not even he could handle. A person with limited income, struggling to support as many people as he can. I became my own father. Deepest shit you'll hear all day. But, it is true. I became self-sufficient. Life has become a little less hectic. Allowing for the reflection.

The battles you do not want to participate in, are always the battles you learn the most from. I learned a lot about people you think you know. The ideal of a father I had for 21 years was thrown out with the bathwater. I'm a little more fragile. It is an interesting part of my persona I have yet to grasp.

People who hang you out to dry are the ones who are not strong enough to battle.

The people who don't stand beside you at your lowest are the ones who do not win their battles.

The people who are not a little frazzled, angry, or anxious have never battled their emotions.

You and I are strong enough to battle our demons everyday. In fact, we welcome our demons from time to time.

Keep battling, for the ones you lovc
Keep battling, for yourself.

Regards,

Devon.