I'm a work in prog-mess

I’m a work in prog-mess:

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I’m a work in prog-mess.

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Both progress and a mess.

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We’re all a mess.

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Trying to navigate life with a blueprint our parents gave us.

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None of us knows what we’re doing.

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We’re looking at the people around us and following their lifestyles.

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Some of us had good influences.

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Others didn’t.

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No matter what, we all dealt with trauma as kids.

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Some more than others.

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Because of that, we act in certain ways.

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We assume a lot about the world that’s not true.

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One of them is that people are perfect.

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That’s bullshit.

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No one is.

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Even the most successful people you see.

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You don’t see their problems.

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You don’t see their dark days.

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You don’t see their loss, grief and heartbreak.

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We all deal with it.

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We’re all human.

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We all struggle.

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We’re all trying every day to navigate the circumstances that we’re in.

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Some people make good choices.

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Others don’t.

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Often not because they’re fully aware of the consequences.

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Sometimes we get lucky with our choices.

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Sometimes we don’t.

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No matter what, you can still choose to get up every day.

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To place one foot in front of the other and keep moving forward.

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Keep progressing.

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Not allowing yourself to stay exactly where you are.

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Doesn’t mean you’ll ever be perfect.

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But at least you’re getting a little bit better.

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Don’t think I have any of this figured out.

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I’m still a work in prog-mess.

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