When Everything Has Fallen Apart

When you’ve reached your limit and cannot take any more, you will take more.

When you have exhaled your last breath, you will inhale another.

You went to bed last night thinking that you cannot go another day, but here you are as you open your eyes once more.

You will do it again and again…

These days things seem like they couldn’t possibly get any worse. You may feel trapped in your own suffocating bubble of misery, meanwhile; everyone else’s bubble seems to be glowing. You may think to yourself, “What ever happened to the good old days?”
The days when things seemed less dreary.

When time seemed to fly rather than drag each torturous minute.

When your smiles were genuine and you actually meant it when you said that you were fine.

Although, perhaps you will then remember that maybe you were just idealizing those days; those good old days that never actually existed. Perhaps things have always been this way, but time has just changed how you have reacted to it. Maybe now you are wondering if things ever will get better. You were just suffering in a different way. Misery comes in different forms whether it be a blinding rage, a deep sadness, or a numbness that overtakes your whole body and mind to the point that you cannot feel a thing. It can be the sense of hopefulness slipping away where optimism once stood. You may think you have lost all hope, but a small amount will remain almost undetectable.
You will not want to take another step, but another step is exactly what you will take.
This feeling will come and go in a violent storm or a light rain. It may last a month, or it may last five years, but the dragon can be slain. Even the seemingly most indestructible can be taken down.
To slay the beast, you must find it’s weakness. Everything and everyone has one no matter how powerful. Your beast could be larger or smaller than mine, but a beast is still a beast when it is trying to bring you down. Take away its fuel and find the weakness.
Whatever you may be doing now, try the opposite. Instead of lying on the couch, go for a nice, long walk. Instead of scrolling through Facebook, flip the pages of a good book you’ve been meaning to read. Instead of feeding the beast, feed the person you wish to become; the person who is going to slay the beast and replace it.

Your body is a temple, and it’s time to disobey the current authority wrecking your mind and soul.

It is time to overthrow and bring in a new ruler; you, the one taking the back seat in your own mind.

It may not happen today nor tomorrow (as a war requires planning), but you must focus on the best battle plan to train for and then execute. Fight until one day you will wake up and be happy that you did.

Instead of waiting for a purpose, you can now give yourself one.

You will keep going because you always have, and you’re much too invested to give up now. May as well see it to the end.

Respect the Journey, but Don’t Fear the End

All too often I see people all around me (especially on Facebook) who are depressed and anxious about where they currently are in their lives and where they want to be.

“If only I was there then my life wouldn’t be like this.”

“If only I had done that differently then I would not have lost everything I valued.”

Guess what? You’re not there. If you were supposed to be there right this second then you would have been there. If you had been there too early you would not have gained what you have gained from going through the storm where you are first. If you had not lost everything then you would have no room for something better.

You cannot speed up a quality life. You can’t skip the scene nor enter any cheat codes—you have to get through the game first. You can skip through the tutorial, but you will have to reference it anyway otherwise you will learn the harder way instead, which isn’t necessarily a bad thing. The prize comes at the end of the journey, not before.

So why rush through it? Why run to your end? You won’t have anything else to work for—no more purpose. It’s over. You now have what you wanted, but now what? You’ve just ended your life, friend. You’ve taken your purpose prematurely, but you’ve also ended your journey with nothing left to pursue. Soon you will get bored while wishing for and daydreaming of a new journey to replace the one you cut short. The fun isn’t in the ending but in the game itself. Once your past becomes more exciting than your future you begin to die. That’s it. You won’t have a future but the inevitable end.

The end is nothing to fear, though. One should not be so afraid of endings that they never take the time to cherish what they have accomplished. For an end to a lifelong journey of selfless servitude (within passion, love, and reason) can mean you have fulfilled what you have come for. If someone still needs you then there is still work yet to be done. I know that there is a need for this type of blog (even if people don’t yet read it nor know it exists) as the world still has plenty of growing to do. It has been getting steered in the right direction, but it is still slow-going enough to hit worse hardship.

The day that no one comes to my work (or there is no need for work similar to it) is the day I and we will have succeeded at my and our collective mission(s). When my work is no longer needed nor required then that means the world has finally become what it was meant to be. If it is still needed by the time I have nothing more to give, then another will finish the job one day.

Sometimes the journey is the blessing, and sometimes the end is—or both. Do not rush to the end as that means you will miss out on a wild ride, but do not fear the end as you have contributed all you can and have lived a life that succeeded in something. Celebrate your battles and accomplishments. Love it all.