Whether you happen to be reading it in a dark time, whether you are too tired, puzzled, and maybe a little depressed, you must take this to heart: hardship does not render you part of your best qualities, and your very humanity. You do not have to be inspired. You need the truth. What you are carrying is factual, as well as the possibility of getting through it. Wait, don’t be easy, but do it because whatever is on the other side is worth it. You just can’t see it yet.
Your Pain Is Real
No one even has the opportunity to compare your leap of struggle with that of another. Suffering is not a contest, and your agony is agonistic. As soon as you cease to apologize for the fact that you are feeling what you are, and instead, you begin to respect it as real. And instead of fighting yourself, you end up healing.
Falling Apart Is Part of It
The process of going through something difficult has no clean cut and no composed mode. Crying is not a sign of weakness; it is your body and your mind giving food to something heavy. The individuals who have gone through the gateway to true struggle did not get through with grace. They did it honestly. That’s the only way through.
You’re Not Behind
You did not have a contract in your head in terms of timeline. Life does not take into consideration what age you had imagined you would have sorted it out. Challenging something you cannot see, everyone is competing with each other. At this moment, appearing in any form, you are so hobbling along that all you will need is to appear.
Silence Can Be Survival
Not each and every harsh season should be announced, explained, and comprehended by others. Sometimes, survival appears as tremolite quietity, looking inward, and completing the miniature invisibility that is the process of straightening oneself out once more. You are not liable to anyone to put on any theatrical performance of your sufferings or issue a press statement about your recovery.
Big Things Are Achievable in Little Bites
It is not a consolation prize on the most difficult days, but a victory in a nutshell. Rising, bathing, replying to one of the texts, taking a five-minute walk. These items do not appear to be an improvement at first sight. But within the conflict, they represent all.
The Sorrow Does Not Keep Time
Every grief has its own time, whether you are mourning the loss of a person, a relationship, a variation of your life that you believed you would have, or a dream that failed to survive. It returns out of the blue. It does not matter in which month it is. Allowing yourself to remain in it is also acceptable even when the world wants you to be over it.
Who Stays Matters
When you are doubting yourself, it is the people who check in when you are not asked to check in – when they sit down with you, even though you do not need to be all right -that are worth hanging on to. You will understand more about your relations in a single trying season than ten easy years do you. Pay attention to who shows up.
The Dark Has an End
It does not seem like that in it. But once each of the rest of us who ever said I never knew how I got through that, was in the same place you are at this moment. The darkness is impermanent. It is a season. And seasons, however savage, always are changeable.
Asking for Help Is Strength
In an individualistic culture where doing everything yourself and saying that all is alright is an escape to greatness, seeking help is a very secretive move that a smart individual can make. It is when you have decided on your wellbeing rather than on your image. Not weakness, that is a choice that brings everything new.
Your Story Isn’t Over
This is not the final chapter of the book you are in. It simply means that because you are still within it. The individuals whose narratives later receive publication and encouragement among others–they have all had the experience when they were unable to read one page to the next. You are not at the end. You are in the middle. And it is in the middle that everything changes.
