What do you do when you are in trouble? Where do you find comfort? When your whole world crumbles; absolutely no control over anything; who/what do you turn to? Music, hobbies, vices. Some so desperate for relief, turn to drugs. So sightless and so negligent; willing to try any sorbet to drown out the bitter on their palette. Just wanting a taste of normal.
A problematic situation always seems worst the day it happens. Panic is still fresh, worrying sets in. Every sense of security is fleeting. All possible consequences of “what happens next” roll through your head like a roll-a-dex. All you can say to yourself “I fucked up, I fucked up, I fucked up“ Your whole future seems to be up in the air and you can’t do anything to fix it. All you can do is hope that you get over it in the coming days. And when the storm passes, you are left thinking; what was I so worried about? The human race has been around a long time, chances are your problem has happened to other people too, and chances are there have been people who have been able overcome it. Hope.
shit doesn’t happen, life does; and its not as bad as you think
