Sometimes life pushes you down. And kicks you. And keeps hitting you until the tears on your face have dried to salty remains, because you simply can't cry anymore. And your hands shake because everything is too much. Even the littlest things are ripping your mind apart.
You will one day reach a point that you think you cannot return.
Return to normal, happiness, or perhaps simply a state of being.
But you will.
But these are just words filling your ears, that voice in your head relaying what I have to say.
My words may not be the solution, but if anything I hope to be a reminder. Expect things to get worse before they get better.
But know they get better.
Take a time check, where are you right now. At what point in your life do you stand?
Now take that point and think of something far off in the future that you want.
Will anything happening right now, matter when that point in your life comes?
No.
Life is full of meaningless time of unhapiness. And stress. And overwhelming breaths. But these times will only be the armour you wear in times of hapiness. They serve no further purpose.
You have the world at your fingertips, no one can take that away but you.
