… so she became one.
I read that on Pinterest.
Life is pretty fucked up, you know. It kicks you, when you’re down. If you try to get up, it kicks you even harder. There is no giving up though. Times are tough, but there is no other way than forward.
I’ve been through some rough times, and especially this last year and a half, I’ve been told how strong I am, how it is marvelous that I haven’t given up. That I continue. That I take a deep breath, lift my head high and just continue.
I’m wondering what the darn option would be?
If I just give up, there is not going to come “a knight in shining armor” to save my sorry ass. As a teenager I tried praying A LOT. It didn’t help either. The only thing that actually helps, is taking that damned deep breath, count to ten/a hundred/a thousand and then straighten your back, bite your teeth together and go on.
I wish there were some “magic solution”, but there isn’t.
If you need someone to save you, SAVE YOURSELF.
No one is going to do it for you.
At the end of the day, at least you can say to yourself, I DID IT.
And then do it all over again, the next day.