there’s that one instance where everything feels like it’s going to fall apart,
or have fallen apart. Like the impending storm after all that calm.
Do you ever feel like you are lost like a stranger to where you are, even if you’ve been there your whole existence?
That even you can’t recognize who you are?
Like looking in the mirror and not recognizing the person in front of you?
It’s like a downward spiral, and it just drags you, until you can’t fight anymore and it’s too hard to get back up.
And you want to get out of it, you really do, but all you can do is wait for it to pass, if it ever will.
It always does, not immediately. You can’t force it to get better, for you to get better.
All you have to do is keep holding on to the hope that it will be over.
Like a spring after a long winter.
Until you feel that warmth all over again.