I am in constant battle with myself. I battle against myself with my addictions. I battle against myself in all aspects of my life. I battle with myself when I want to quit. I battle with myself when I choose what to eat. I battle with myself when I choose what my workout plan will be. I battle with myself as set goals for my life and continually fail. Because of these battles I have seemed to close myself down to others around me. And I hate it. It seems I am unable to make relationships. I get close to someone, and then I break myself down and push myself away.
This battle has yielded so many casualties. So many.
So many have tried, and I mean really actually tried, but the battle takes them. I'm sick of causing a war that seems to be pointless. When is it ever going to end? And at what cost? Which side of me is going to give up? Who will win?
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