I’m being held back. I could do so much more if these chains were gone. But these chains are strong. I would know. I put them on myself. I used to be care free. Nothing mattered, no one cared. Slowly, the chains started to hold me down. Every year more and more were added. Now, they hold me down.
Worst of all, she doesn’t have chains holding her back. She might have some, but not as much as I do. She goes for it and everything works out. People might tell me I’m better off than her. I have something she doesn’t. I took that. Yet…I find myself envying her. I just want bits and pieces to fit in with my own life. I want the small things I can’t have because I hold myself back.
I’ve tried letting go and freeing myself from these chains, but it never works out. I fall to the ground or I only stay up because I’m depending on others. Even when I do let go a little bit, I still don’t have the courage to do what I want. She does…
