DOES IT?

Favour Samuel
@favoursamuel013556
7 days ago

Does it actually get better? The hardship, the struggle, the pain?

I’ve asked myself that question more times than I can count. I thought it would get better. I really did. Every day, I told myself that the struggle, the hunger, the constant disappointment—it wouldn’t last forever. I held onto hope like it was the only thing I owned.

But some days, I wake up, and the weight hasn’t moved an inch. The same walls, the same noise, the same tired eyes staring back at me in the mirror. I tell myself, “Keep going.” But deep down, I can’t help wondering—going to where, exactly?

I watch people around me move on with their lives. They’re smiling, achieving, becoming. And I’m here—stuck—like time forgot me somewhere in the middle of trying.

Sometimes I ask myself if I’m the problem. Maybe I didn’t pray hard enough. Maybe I didn’t try the right way. Or maybe…maybe life just doesn’t have something good in store for everyone.

I wanted to believe in better days. I really did. But sometimes, better never comes. Sometimes, all that’s left is the pain—the silence that fills the room when I'm only and the slow, bitter realization that some struggles are just too heavy to carry forever.

And maybe… maybe that’s my story. Not a story of triumph or victory. Just a story of someone who kept hoping…even when hope stopped showing up.

Maybe it doesn’t get better after all...

PS: This is a monologue — a write-off. Not a confession, not a cry for help. Just words finding their way out. Sometimes, writing it down is the only way to breathe again.

Favour Samuel

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