Let go of what could have happened. I heard that somewhere. Let go of what could have happened.
Let go, of the house, the career, the children you intended to have. The timing was not right. You wondered, just as I have, will life ever be better than this. There was so much darkness it was impossible to imagine light could be out there. Searching for you.
But when it finds you. You will know. Your heart will burst. You will know that all those years were not in vain. All those years of wanting. All those years of disappointment, loneliness, anxiety, and depression. They had a purpose.
If only to walk beside others who feel the same despair. If only to show you what pure joy looks like.
Today: Like most, I'm trying to figure things out. Sometimes that's day by day, moment by moment, and even breath by breath.