Today I saw a person who lived her life with passion and hope. It's been a while since I've met one of these kind of people, the kind that lives their lives with their everything. It's been a really long time since I've seen this kind of person around but on the rare occasion I do meet one of them, I'm always reminded of what I've become and turned my back to.
Growing up with Stargardt's, I've perfected the art of getting by. To put enough effort to do above average but never giving my all and holding back in fear of failure. I've lived like this for so long it's become my coping mechanism and excuse. On rare occasions I see a person doing everything they can to live life the the fullest and it just remind me of what I've turned my back on.
I lost the fight in me, and opted to getting by. But at the same time, I'm upset about the person I've become. They say you can do anything if you put your mind to it? But I'm not sure if I can.