spread a bit of light

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and this weight

crushed my chest completely

it felt like a tidal wave

had crested upon me

and the only thing

keeping me afloat

was the pure intensity

of adrenaline

that i'm sure i would feel

should i ever come across

an actual tidal wave (and would subsequently get lost,

or drown

or just cease to exist in).

discouragement comes easily

and sure,

recovery is not linear.

healing does not take place

all at once.

it takes time,

and like a tidal wave

you must swim alongside it

so as not to disrupt the flow

of learning your emotions

as well as

identifying how to control

those emotions

that swallow you whole.

sometimes you have to wait

for the light at the end of the tunnel

to get just a little bit brighter

before you take the plunge.

sometimes you have to take

the thrill of the plunge

for the light

to get just a little bit brighter

then it had been

before.

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