- He Went -
There once lived a very smart young man who exceeded everyones expectations...he was bright and seemingly conceeded but deep down he was filled with doubt that somehow his efforts (although exquisite) were never enough. Top of his class, The top scholar he was and good at anything you could possibly think of, even had a 401k and had his hands in the stocks. Handsome to most peoples standards, He could get any girl he wanted and go to any school around. The way he had built his life thus far would make you think that he had the perfect life and that he was the happiest man alive. He had money, popoularity, almost unlimited knowledge to the human standard, and seemed to be happy but what everyone else didn’t know was that his childhood haunted him at night. Thoughts of neglect of a mother and nurturing he never got, and raising of a father that never gave him a shot. Tried to solve the family’s problems and make things better but the more and more he tried the deeper the wound got. A little boy just wanted a family that felt whole again and parents that lovingly were there for him. Persistant he was and the more he tried the colder his heart got. He shut himself off to nurture and care and figured if others didnt want him that there’s no use there. Focused he became on making himself great in order to prove that they made a mistake. Even with all his accomplishments up to this day he never could get them to change their ways... so in turn secretly depressed he became. Thoughts of never being enough filled his mind and made it so crippling he would sometimes cry and made him write a note one night that said:
I’m sorry I could never give you guys what you wanted for a son.
I’ve tried to become what the world might deem the. perfect. son...
Over the years I have given my all to fix what is broken between us all.
I feel so empty, I hope you understand why and that it makes sense.
I wanted a mom and I wanted a dad...I wanted a life with loving parents that loved me for just simply being theirs...”
He knew it was pointless and crumpled the paper, and decided he would keep trying until he was something far even greater. Still the same vicious cirle he would encompass and no one would ever know the deep dark secrets he held within... But still he went...