i've got better things to do than survive,

im teetering between tired, and really really tired - im wiped and im wired, but i guess it's just as well.

it's an ongoing battle of emotion and love and control and i can't help but feel like we're in some kind of fucking pissing contest or tug-of-war. did anyone ever say this was going to be simple? if they did, they were lying. something about the way the water flows leads me to believe that the voyage is going to be a rocky one. and who is that going to benefit in the grand scheme of things? whose going to walk away from it saying it was worth it? i assume, naturally, that it's not easy to adjust and adapt and let it slide - i can't even say it's an easy task for myself to accomplish. but who can be the judge of such a trial? who can sit and say you are right and you are wrong and THIS is the way that things should be done? who can dictate the ebb and flow of the lives in our hands? us. that's it - it's up to us! to make sure that life is as happy, enjoyable and productive that is humanly possible. that the lessons that need to be taught, will be taught - and not only taught, but understood and absorbed. that the imaginations of little humans are encouraged and expressed. that the discipline is just, and warranted. that the fight is minimal, that the resistance wains away after time (because it will, with work). but nothing that comes easy, is worth it. so roll up your sleeves - let go of your reservations, and enjoy this. because these days, will never come back - we will never have this time again. and if a battle is the only path to be taken, it will be battled solo. i will not fight over the roles we have taken on, not wage war against the unity of where we stand. but don't ever think, that i will not be ready and willing to find new ways and explore new territory and try new tactics in union. after all, THAT is what I signed on for.