You Know My Struggle

“The struggle is a part of the story” – Unknown 

 

Sometimes I ask…

Who knows you, past the simple perfections that you portray to the world daily?  Who knows the angst you fell asleep with last night, that still remains with you this morning? Who knows you past the superficial smile you greet the world with everyday, yet inside you are longing to be held, understood and accepted?  Who knows what you truly feel about the world, when the music stops and the friends head home?  Who knows that you cry when you are alone, for reasons that you cannot even articulate yet?

 

Sometimes I wonder…

Does anyone really care about I feel, like really care?  Why is it so hard to engage people about real life stuff?  Perhaps I know deep down, they really don’t care enough to do anything even if they did know.  Would my life be different, if I had decided to take that right  versus the left that I now question?  Is happiness overrated, or am I pursuing the wrong dreams?  Is my heart really in this thing, or am I fooling myself as well?  Is all the effort and late night talks really worth it, or am I simply wasting my time?  Is it only me that thinks this way?  Is this just me doing that over thinking again, or am I really scared where my life is right now? 

 

I have learned that if your are not taking the time to occasionally take an inventory of your own life and all of its complexities, you will eventually hit a wall, become overwhelmed or lose sight of what you are doing and why you initially began.  Whether you are fully engulfed in a career pursuit, just beginning with a college dream, or pursing love with that signficant other, we must ask ourselves questions that provoke thought, challenge our borders and cause us to pause and think deeply about what we are doing and where we are headed. 

Sometimes it’s not enough to reflect in a silo, although it may be safer and feel better, but occasionally we need to deliberately place ourselves in an unsafe zone and allow discomfort to happen.  This is the place where you allow that close friend, spouse or counselor to have their way with you, so to speak.  Give them license to dispense some raw truth into your heart and mind, and be prepared to listen and accept it, even if you ultimately decide to go a different direction. 

This is more than simply seeking advice.  At its core, it is becoming fully transparent and fully vulnerable.  A scary concept for most of us, however imperative for growth, transformation and the ability to authentically connect and holistically love.  If you could imagine that one can only love and connect as deep as they are willing to be vulnerable, what would that look like in your life?  If that were the measuring stick for your current relationships and life pursuits, how deep or shallow would they be?  And more importantly, how satisfied are you currently with them in that state?

Life is amazing and equally difficult, complex and downright hard at times.  We struggle everyday, like a broken car on the side of the road.  We can all stand a helping hand at some given point, but in order for that hand to enter our lives, we must make it known that we have a need.  It’s not to say we should wear a sign that signifies our needs, but someone must know us as well as our struggles in order to get through them.  Who is that one for you?  That one that you have allowed into that deep place.  You know, that place you rarely go yourself? 

At the end of here day, I want to love hard, work hard and play hard.  Not just to say that I did, but to know that I lived my life in such a way that transcended my ego, my fears, my traditions and embraced my faith, my heart and my hope to be loved and understood in a meaningful way, not just past my struggles, best because of them. 

 

I want to say this…

You know my struggles, therefore you know me, because I chose you.  Not because you were safe, quite the contrary actually.  You scared the living daylight out of me, but I knew I wanted you to know me, feel me and deeply connect with me.  So you didn’t start by asking me a list of questions, you simply shared your own intimate life and made it okay for me to share my own.  Thank you for saying yes and being more than my friend, but a light into my preferred future. 

Sometimes I ask and sometimes I wonder, but I am grateful for you because the questions ultimately reveal their own answers as I live, love and remain hopeful.  You know my struggle…

 

Keep Pressing,

Hank G

 

 

 

Author: Hank

Twice-divorced, single father of 3. I love to write, share ideas and listen to people. I'm transparent to a fault and love to learn through authentic and intimate conversation. I'm no stranger to pain and loss, but through the struggle I have learned a great deal about me and what's truly important. That is to love fearlessly and to be loved in return in a meaningful way. I love good music and how it takes me to a place... Life is good.

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