Silence

There’s never a moment of silence. There’s not a peep of solace anywhere. There’s not a glimpse of hope for isolation; a place to just run off to and hide. Sometimes, when I’m feeling tugged at both ends, I finally come to the breaking point and just give up. This doesn’t mean that I have quit entirely- it just means that I need a break. There may be an illusion of responsibility to make sure that everybody around me is happy, or maybe an obligation- however, it’s a feeling and constant egging that keeps me trying to please everyone in some way…in some form. I say “yes” when I mean no, I say okay, when it’s not all right and I do things that I sometimes don’t agree with. The phone constantly rings and my emails are filled to the brim with friends and acquaintances as well as readers wanting answers to my thoughts, opinions and advice. I’m always happy to help. I’m not the best source for advice, but I can definitely give you my two cents. Is it worth much? That’s up to you to determin...