be kind and love

It sounds so simple, so direct, yet so impossible. My heart is heavy, my heart is tired. My "good sense" seems so unimportant these days. Doing the "right thing" seems to bear little weight in the scheme of things and happens to be a lonely place at times. I want to be who I need to be, who people need me to be, who God wants me to be, but most of the time I feel like I'm drowning in expectations, fears, anxiety, and pressure. Somebody send some air my way or at least a floating device.