Forgotten

Three years after writing and I can't get my head around how to make things "stick." I can't imagine what my life would be like if I could commit to the things I believe. My heart sinks every time I realize a goal I've set has been forgotten. Worse I feel like I'm worthless because I can't seem to get ahead and just make things work. I am 25 years old. A mother of a beautiful two year old, with a loving husband and a demanding job, yet I feel I am not enough. I feel this life is not enough. I feel guilty because I feel that I should be satisfied. I have nothing to complain about but all I have is not enough. Going to school is not filling up the gap I feel in my soul. I wonder if I'll ever find what I need to feel complete to feel whole. I've forgotten what that feeling is.