How am I supposed to get past this? How do I fix myself? How can I move on when I feel so defeated? How do I let go and move on from, from, from...

I am lost at sea; ready to be swallowed whole by the crashing waves around me.

How can I feel motivated if I’ve lost sight of my goal? How...

Empty nothingness lays out in the horizon. Clouds fill the sky pushing out what’s left of my hope.

How am I supposed to support myself with the weight of self hatred on my shoulders? How can I comfort myself when a loved one agreed with my inner demons? How...

A storm is coming. I’m not prepared.

How do I accomplish anything when I can barely breathe under the pressure I feel? How...

The water around me rages. My boat is sinking. I’m alone. I’m lost at sea.

How do I go on living? How...

I guess this is how I go. Welp, I got this far...

BUT!

This isn’t far enough! Even in these angry waters, I can still swim!

These questions are just a bunch of anxieties swarming together to hold me down. They aren’t anything but worry.

There is a break in the storm. This is my one chance. I can’t lose sight of it.

Screw anyone who brings me down! This is my life and I’m going to take it back.

My body is tiring but something is in the distance. Some drift wood. I can make this work.

Life’s not perfect but it’s mine. I at least have to try.

I have to hold on tight because this is one wild ride. Is that a shore line? I’m shivering against wet sand now. Ahh. Basking in the newly revealed sun is heaven. My body relaxes into the warming beach sand.

It’s time to face another day.

I stand at the edge

of a steep cliff

with sharp

rocks on

the

ground.

Oh

dear.