I’m feeling confined. I feel like I’m confined in this life that I’ve built around me. I’m not confined by my life, just by the things I’ve allowed to happen. I feel restricted. I feel, sometimes, like I can’t say or do the things I’d really like to say or do.

You take the good with the bad, the positive with the negative, the hard with the easy. But I wonder, is there a point when you say enough? How do I determine when that is? How do I know that when I say enough, it won’t be worse? What if the good then gets bad, the positive goes negative, the easy gets hard?

Is life ever just..there? Is it ever not a struggle?

I’m being cryptic, I know. Sometimes I feel like I have no place to be honest and open…even here.

Sometimes I think I should just change my name, my address,and my online personas and start all over again.