Cracking

They're cracking me. I am so emotionally spent I can't concentrate.

I am falling apart.

My mind is telling me I can't do this; but I know that's what they want me to think.

I need to push through

but it's so hard. 

I want to curl up in a ball and cry.

But I can't.

I have deadlines to meet and lots to catch up on. 

I will never be on top of it. Just this morning I thought things were okay again, 

and now I'm feeling the lowest yet. 

As soon as I gain a little bit of confidence in myself, 

I'm kicked right back down again.

you know what, 

NO.

I can do this.

I am Ali Fredrick. 

there is NO ONE else like me.

NO ONE can fill my shoes.

I'm going to do this.

I may die a couple times in the process.

But I will endure to the end.