So how do we continue to move onward through life when discouragement becomes too much to bear? It seems to recur over and over again that no matter how strong I am feeling, there comes a day where suddenly the pain becomes stronger again. I don’t know exactly how to explain it right now, probably mostly because I just woke up, but that’s basically how it is.
For me, right now, reaching out to other people is absolutely central to surviving days like this with my sanity and my sobriety intact. Maybe you’re not at a place where sanity or sobriety are even a thing. Maybe survival is all you’re clinging to right now.
And that’s okay.
I hung on to the last little shred of a frayed and torn will to live for a really long time before I ended up entering in upon a set of circumstances where forward momentum and actual change became possible. Even in that diminished state, though, the small semblance of community and interpersonal connection that I did have was the only thing keeping me alive.
No matter how much I know about how to survive, no matter how much progress I have made, there are times when my own strength fails me and I need to lean on someone else.
If you are struggling, don’t go it alone. Reach out.
