Just keep going

Fear & amazement I have witnessed in other's eyes as I told them about my life. Only if it's on the table & I'm comfortable w/ the company. Often they don't want to believe, & that's in response to the cleaner versions. Me detailing the whole deal isn't common, partly because I don't want to burden their minds w/ such information. A friend asking genuinely, yes, I will explain w/ no need to over exaggerate.
No one's life is actually easy or w/out struggle. Some get fucked though, & to varying degrees.
There are those that bring it upon themselves & those that like to blame others.
Some of us though, would rather just take the hard-knocks either way & keep going.
Writing has always been important to me. Even as a child learning to talk I would observe their speech patterns, tones etc. & when it came to me speaking my first word___ I recall thinking it out beforehand. Still, I didn't want to be a writer. It isn't as if I've come too terribly far on that journey as is, but I'm working on taking that further. Beyond my health & general well-being, writing is the most important thing in my life. It helps me better understand myself, as well the use of expression.
The life story though___ no. Only cryptic in bits & pieces.
Perhaps if I live to a somewhat old age I might consider it, but the odds appear slim.

Night ;}