My life is a tightrope. My family, friends, acquaintances all serve as my audience below. At times I feel like I am the subject of their awe or the epitome of their ridicule.
I am often trying to juggle my thoughts, my feelings, my needs, my wants with that of others. I'm tired, I'm frustrated, and I just want to get off this tightrope.
But I stay on. I stay strong. I see the other side and I know with time I will get there. And eventually I will be able to say that I made it through, that I survived. I will be able to tell my story to someone else and maybe they will brave their own tightrope.