Stressed
I really wish nothing would scare me. I’m tired of being so afraid of everything, of hoping to hit home runs when just hitting a single is all I need. Right now, I’m standing at the plate, letting pitches whiz by me, not even swinging.
I’m tired of procrastinating. I know what I need to do, like make phone calls, or spend time looking up simple information— that’s the equivalent of taking one foot out of the batters box and taking practice swings all day. But then it’s tomorrow and I wake up, stand all day long at bat, checking my email, watching TV and goofing off in general. I go to bed at night feeling guilty and worthless and horrible that I’m still in the same position I was yesterday, last week, last month and last year.
