When will I stop being afraid in this life?
When will I stop allowing fear to govern me?
When will I accept myself?
When will I be enough?
Enough for me.
When will I be happy?
19 responses to “When?”
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Thank you for sharing this with me. I’m sorry that you can but it’s nice not to be alone, my friend.
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Seem to be never-ending questions. I think a lot of us continually ask “When will I be enough?” and “When will I be happy?” “Enough” and “Happiness” are so elusive. Fear is one of the worst of the many governors and oppressors. How are you doing Ms. Lowe? I would like to think your absence has been more business than otherwise?
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I concur! Elusive, indeed! Afraid I haven’t been myself lately. Let fear and some other things get to me. Today was the first day in a long time I was able to get to the heart of the problem. I was avoiding my blog but I didn’t really understand why. Turns out my avoidance was a fear of vulnerability, a fear of feeling all my feelings. Shouldn’t have been so hard to figure out but this bump in the road was more of a deep pothole in the middle of my road.
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As a Neanderthal in the feelings department, I hate feelings. They are very annoying. Women are usually all into feelings, my wife, for example. But I understand how dealing with your feelings could be like falling into an emotional abyss, and it must be particularly troubling for you.
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You’re not alone in pondering these questions, Eleanor. Eternal questions we may never answer, but at times find contentment in distraction.
It’s a joy for us to have you back Eleanor, whatever the reason for your absence. There have been many times when I have felt that my blog has been a rod to my back. In those times I have simply reduced my publishing frequency. Then I find the stress is relieved. Keep going, take a break, never give up.
You Lil Dickens 
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