There Are No Good Answers

Life is hard.  There are no good answers. 

Day after day, in so many different ways we are tested. People, places and situations designed to stretch us to the limits. And there is that little mocking voice in our head laughing at us "So, whatcha gonna do now huh?"

We torment ourselves with choices and scenarios. The right thing, the wrong thing, who gets hurt, who lands up happy. While deep inside our stomach churns and our head aches. 

Then we act. Or we don't.  The torment continues, sometimes for years. Guilt, shame, reproach and recriminations.

We find more and more ways to deny our selves believing that we are not worthy and carrying an ever increasing burden of should have, could have and would have.

Instead of living here and now we are stuck in the land of "if only".

And really, there are no good answers.

So we struggled and stumble and often fall flat on our faces. We get up and try again and again to find our way.  We end up lost and confused, lonely and afraid.

We wonder 'where did I go wrong?'  We retrace our steps asking 'what could I have done differently?'

And we find there are no good answers.

One day we wake up,  we look around in confusion. 'How did I get here?' We have done our best. We tried, really, really tried. Yet our lives are in shambles. We are broken, beaten and shamed.

Our best was not good enough. Because there are no good answers.