I am at a crossroads, my friends, and I am completely stuck where I am at this point.
That is the worst place to be.
I am at the point of the crossroads. Life is at a standstill for me right now. Life hasn’t been incredibly kind to me, but it also hasn’t been too terrible. Life just is. That’s it. I’m happy that I’m not completely at the absolute lowest point in my life, but I’m frustrated that my life isn’t moving forward as much as I want it to right now. Life for me isn’t up or down. Like I said, life just is.
I’m in the middle.
Sometimes, the middle is a great and safe place to be in because there are no expectations for being the worst or the best. You aren’t at the highest point or at the absolutely lowest. No one expects you to do more or less than what is the average of the age at the time. You can just relax for once and not have to worry about being the best of the best or the worst of the worst. You can just float in the in-between without any type of worry of fitting into some sort of absolute. There is just one problem with this seemingly ideal life in the middle.
It’s not always so perfect.
If you are in the middle, you aren’t falling backwards. However, you are also not moving forward in life. You find yourself stuck in some sort of limbo. Life may be continuing on, but ask yourself whether life is actually moving forward or moving backwards. You may realize something about the mediocrity of your current situation.
You are in the middle a lot in life, whether you know it or not.
The middle can come in so many different forms in life. Most people, at some point during the course of their existence, face a point where they are in between moving forward in whatever they want to do with their lives and falling or stepping backwards in the progress they have made in their lives. Some people take the steps to move in one direction or another. However, some of us stay in the middle ground. The middle takes on many names, but there is one variation of the word middle that boils my blood more than any of the others.
The word “average” has got to be my least favorite word and idea in the entire world. It is a word that implies an idea of sameness. You are just like every other person that walks this earth and are nothing remotely special. Average to me equates mediocrity. As bad as my social anxiety can get and that sometimes I would love nothing more than to blend in with the average others that I walk amongst in my life, I hate having the persona of being nothing worth noting in life. Average means you are just one of many.
Who wants to be average?