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I will run marathons when I grow up When I watch runners, I'm in awe I imagine how free they must feel, how proud at the finish line I have started training It's going well i mean - i'm getting better still, i'm so far away - very far to be fair will i ever be good enough? - I want to run marathons when I grow up other children mock me for how unsportive i am sometimes i don't feel good enough for my parents - they say that i could do it if i weren't so lazy so i run every day until my Muscles Burn. I Ignore the Stinging Pain. I run after school. even at night. Constantly with the goal in My mind. I need to go Faster. Longer. just Improve. i'm not good enough. - my body Hurts. i'm Exhausted. the Pressure Crushes. no - i can't Stop, not yet. i Slow down. my legs Tremble. walking Hurts. i'm Forced to rest. is this really me? no - this isn't me. i'm no marathon runner. i only ever wished to be. i Despise myself for who i really am my body - my mind - my Lack of discipline resting feels like Guilt Exhaustion deepens my Hatred i feel Empty i am a Failure. - i wish i were Different. - I wish to run marathons when I grow up.
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Nov 6, 2025
Nov 6, 2025 at 10:41 AM UTC
I will run marathons when I grow up
I will run marathons when I grow up When I watch runners, I'm in awe I imagine how free they must feel, how proud at the finish line I have started training It's going well i mean - i'm getting better still, i'm so far away - very far to be fair will i ever be good enough? - I want to run marathons when I grow up other children mock me for how unsportive i am sometimes i don't feel good enough for my parents - they say that i could do it if i weren't so lazy so i run every day until my Muscles Burn. I Ignore the Stinging Pain. I run after school. even at night. Constantly with the goal in My mind. I need to go Faster. Longer. just Improve. i'm not good enough. - my body Hurts. i'm Exhausted. the Pressure Crushes. no - i can't Stop, not yet. i Slow down. my legs Tremble. walking Hurts. i'm Forced to rest. is this really me? no - this isn't me. i'm no marathon runner. i only ever wished to be. i Despise myself for who i really am my body - my mind - my Lack of discipline resting feels like Guilt Exhaustion deepens my Hatred i feel Empty i am a Failure. - i wish i were Different. - I wish to run marathons when I grow up.
This is dedicated to my younger self. A metaphor for not feeling good enough, pushing beyond reasonable limits, and destroying both the mind and the body in the process.
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17/Agender
Nov 6, 2025
Nov 6, 2025 at 10:41 AM UTC
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