I still feel like crying.
I'm straddled at the bottom of a wall-- a wall of expectations. Sometimes, I'm proud that I've moved up a step or two, but the overwhelming pressure of something more than just gravity shoves me down because it can't bear to see me succeed.
I'm tired of falling and slipping off the wall.
Black and blue all over, I don't think climbing is my thing.
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