I’ve been alive for 44 years and have had my share of ups and downs. Just like many of you. To be quiet honest with you, everyone I know has a story to tell. Some stories are worse than others. But it’s unique to them. Their pain is their pain, and we can’t tell anyone how to feel.
I can’t nor will ever tell you that the thing that’s ailing your spirit is insignificant. Nor will I compare you to anyone that has it “worse” than you. Your feelings are uniquely yours, and that is to be honored and respected.
I know that sometimes it may seem as though it’s impossible to handle a situation on your own. A lot of times, we do need a shoulder to cry on and an ear to bend. But when you have lent on your last shoulder and screamed in your last ear, you have to be able to find the strength within.
Probably the worst thing you can do is wait. Waiting in a moment that feels like everlasting hell! Then look for someone to guide you through that hell. DEPENDING on them to tell you if your situation looks better. Asking if they see hope.
Anyone can tell you “stay strong” over and over again. But it’s a waste of time until you tell YOURSELF!
Here’s the thing. You have to come to grips with the realization that no one is going to hold your hand and give you the ability to FEEL again. No one is going to come and end the problematic situation that you are in. You have to stop feeling sorry for yourself, get up, lace up those bootstraps, and prepare for war.
Then stare into the tunnel, light that bitch up and MOVE!
You could have chosen any blog to read, but you chose mine, and I’m honored!