Growing Pains

I get impatient and caustic with myself – as if I am to blame for what has been done to me. It is vexing to be operating at only partial capacity.

I should be happy and satisfied by how much I have accessed and utilized; of how mindful and attentive I have been in all things; of how much I have created against such odds.

But society – and unfortunately, available “life mates” – have been brainwashed to disregard the greatness of such accomplishments.

And if a prime directive within me is to claim love for fulfilling my destiny, well…the options and opportunities available do not seem favorable.

I am not like any of the other candidates: there’s been a glitch in my system.

I am proud of it at times, but I am still learning to own it – and I must defend, not trade it in for a pipe dream.