I know at
times it doesn't seem possible. I know it seems like this is your fate. But,
things can be better. You can survive. More than that you can live. What you
thought would never happen - will. It will. You make a step one day and finally
that
step will work. It will start you in the right direction. And then step
by step you will begin to leave that consuming dark hole - that shroud of
hopelessness and despair. You will start to say "I'm going to be
okay." And then will come THE day. The day you thought would
never arrive. The day you thought could never arrive. The day you
thought was just not meant for you. The day will come when you believe it. The
day you know "I am okay.” It will happen. And you will have survived it.
You have survived.
You may say
"but you don't understand, you don't know what it is like." You are
right. Everyone’s fight is unique to them. Everyone’s battle is personal. What torments
you is not what torments others. What is
common is the belief it cannot change.
You may
think these words are empty. To you right now they may make the hurt sear. They
may pierce you in the place of sorrow that consumes because you have believed
you are excluded from their hope. The words may anger you. Their promise
seeming like a cruel false hope that taunts you. The sadistic ritual meant to
show how cut off from their offered release. You may not even hear the words.
Their silence the same as the unanswered pleas for rescue.
But, please
keep listening for them. Because one day you will hear their whisper and you
will turn to hear them. And you will take a step closer to hear them more
clearly. And finally that step will work.
