Novel & Cerita Im #1 So Why Try Harder

The answer came fast. INK111: I can't undo it. That's the worst part. I can try to fix it, but I can't undo it. Something inside of me softened. Then, I sent another reply. INK111: Then fix it. That's all anyone can do. “NR_27: You make it sound easy. His reply was short. I exhaled out slowly. INK111: It's not actually easy. It just starts with wanting to be better. The typing bubble disappeared and appeared again.

“An attempt to disguise, distribute, design, define, then re-design. Why am I counted as incapable? Without being given a chance to try? With my every limit in place, can I still not succeed as succeeds someone in the human race? What a praise is that which is achieved in things known. I want to travel afar. Let me be on board. Let me see, sense, realize the globe. I want to make the result of fortune. Is fake, but hard work pays. Pays your bill the sane way. Let me at least attempt, then count me sane or insane, not due to the help I need. Who on earth has no need?” “Magic spills, I see an enchanting rhythm. Wow! I hear rhythm all within. Music was felt the need. All sounds were proof, but

“You think it’s that easy? That I can will myself to walk and I will? I have fucking tried!” He shook his head. “Are you listening to yourself? The first word out of your mouth for everything is no. So here it is back to you. No—you’re not trying hard enough.” I let out a string of expletives that would make a sailor blush. “You think I want to be like this? Unable to walk? Living with this goddamn ball of fire in my back? Not able to help my kids? Do my job? Make love to my wife? I’m losing my mind over this shit!”

I can’t possibly change everything about me overnight. I once read something in a required reading novel that I don’t fully remember but the important parts stuck with me: ‘You are who you are at your core, it got you this far. If you’re happy, fucking own it. Own that power. Use it to leave your mark on the world and leave something behind. If you’re not happy, own that ten times harder so you don’t repeat your regrets.’

Rue reached over suddenly and squeezed my hand. “Don’t overthink it,” he said. I looked at him. “What if they all hate me?” He smiled. “Then we give them more reasons to.” “ How hard can it be ?”

Trying to be useful without being controlling. Trying to make peace with being bridge instead of foundation or future. Some days I manage it. Some days I don't. But I'm trying. That's all anyone can do."

I said. “It’s still from me,” he insisted. “You paid me the same amount you paid every other employee, so why is it a problem that I put the money to good use?” I argued. “You told me to treat you like one, so I did,” he said, the old defiance returning. “Yes, so you wouldn’t open your mouth to say what you just said to me.” I sighed. “Tell me, why is my company suddenly important to you? Is your company failing?” I asked with a sharp, cruel smile.

M I still feel like I’m behind, though. No matter what I do, I’ll always be playing catch-up. R You’re not behind, sweetheart. You’re climbing higher than you realize. The reason it feels so hard is because you’re pushing yourself beyond what you thought you could do. That takes real courage and strength. It’s not supposed to be easy, but that’s what makes it meaningful. M But what if I fail again? What if I’m just not cut out for this?

I knew at that moment that I had just crossed my boundary. ////////////////////////////////// Okay, so I have decided to give each chapter a status Frenzy(easy to write) Cranky( not easy) Frenzy but a little Cranky, you know what that is. This is imperfection, the first trilogy.

I feel tired, I feel weak. But... I wonder why I don't want to give in? Why do I still want to keep trying? I am acting so stupid, foolish, stubborn. This is the easy way out for me yet... I still want to... I want to... I want to keep trying. Again and again and again and again and again...