Tenacity

I bite my tongue for fear of lashing out to a certain individual with whom I work. Not closely, but closer than what I wish to be. I do not let loose the stream of expletives due to the fact that I do not wish to be the cause of any “drama”. As mentioned before, I abhor it. There is no place for such in the work place, but, unfortunately, this woman just does not get it.

I fear not being able to pay the bills. With only one of us working in the household, things have been more than tough, and we are now struggling to keep abreast of everything that needs to be taken care of.

Did I mention that I don’t give up? I’m tenacious.

I remind myself that I have been through tougher and worse situations that are current. I continually square my shoulders and lift my chin to reveal a smile on my face that sometimes gives pause to certain individuals who know my plight.

It is none of their business. I don’t seek their comfort, nor do I seek any words of wisdom from them. They are not in position or situation and I have never been one to flap my gums due to dire straits or otherwise.

Today I wore my “big girl panties” and feel as if I can take on the entire world. Bring it!

I fear losing myself to that black hole that continually creeps closer and closer to me. It has yet to embrace me, and I am still able to keep it at arm’s length. That too, is becoming a struggle. I’m tenacious.

I fear losing my tenacity … I’m too stubborn to give up though. Imagine that, huh?