Daily Reading

Ten of Wands:

A man struggles to walk uphill through a rocky and dangerous terrain while carrying sticks on his aching back. He leaves the beautiful grass and sunset for something hard. He's hopeful it will be better, but he's feeling the burden of his sticks. Maybe he was planning on building something new with them. Maybe it is worth the effort, but maybe it isn't.
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I put burdens on myself. I blow things out of proportion, believing what I want. I'm quick to abandon friends and family if I think they have betrayed me or have done something unforgivable. I don't trust most people because you never know who they really are, even after knowing them your whole life. You never know how fast they would give you up or ditch you for someone more interesting or uncomplicated or more easy to be with. You never know even if there are warning signs you have learned to decipher years ago when they started this behavior.

But I am just as at fault for believing right away that they are rotten at heart. I'm just as bad. So I try to give one more chance when I stop hating them for what they've done. I give them one more chance not to hurt me again. And it's a real burden holding everything up, hoping and trying to make things work again. The question is, is it ever really worth the effort? Yes, sometimes it is with some people. So what happens when it isn't worth it? Can I just throw them away? Am I responsible for them? And if I do throw them away like trash, aren't I just the same as the people I deemed unforgivable? And do I deserve a second chance?