Somewhere, someone is waking up this morning wondering if it will ever go away. The pain, the empty, the fear, the longing, the... The endless list. Not I or anyone can promise you it will. The combination of the above can and often takes the living to the brink of death.
The fine line, the tipping point of survival. I've leaned over it's edge, to convince within it's got to be better never achieved. I can't hold you, I can't begin to convince you, all I can do is show you with the thought you may be watching.
I encourage you to step to the edge, to feel it, to touch it, to understand it. What we learn, we no longer fear. The empty subsides as the strength begins to flood. Somewhere, I wake never to forget, but to understand that I can. I can live a life, my life, regardless.
I began to live, even in it's insanity. I began to see it, sanity. I'm not crazy, I'm me. It's reality, life, weakness, has brought me to my strengths. I pull back, the edge, the brink to live a life I never dreamed.
Be safe and well.
PS. There isn't a day that I don't think back to the darkness, a reminder of just how bright my life is today. I share from the heart as I can't imagine not.