I'm tired of the choices presented to me, but not (yet?) powerful enough to make new ones. Does this mean pain and compromise are my constant companions until/if new options come along?
I am so very tired of carrying my sense of self largely on my own (but I can still find enough energy to want to smack the crap out of people who tell me that everyone carries their identity alone, oblivious to all the ways they're supported and reinforced every day).