I Believe There Is Always Hope Shining Through
Feelings are transitory. Even a pure-black depression can end. Sometimes people hold onto sadness and pain for years or even decades, because they're not willing to let go of the things that hold them in that pain - but there's always hope. Even if someone doesn't feel like there's hope, that doesn't stop the hope from being there, waiting to be noticed. Lies don't destroy the truth - they just cover it up. The truth is always there, waiting patiently to be revealed.
I know from my own life that when you truly hit rock bottom, it's like standing on the edge of a precipice. Everything you've done up to that point has just dragged you lower and lower. It seems like there's no hope. Your will to do anything but die or live a living death becomes less and less, until it seems like there's no way out. Eventually you come to that line where, if you cross it, there's no going back. Maybe the line is putting a bullet in your head, or maybe it's losing your mind, or maybe it's doing something so terrible that your life will be over once you do it.
When you're standing at that line, every wall inside your mind and inside your heart becomes glass. Everything you built inside yourself in order to survive becomes obsolete in the face of the death right in front of you. There's no inner-barrier that can't be broken in that moment. With one foot hanging over the precipice, and one on solid ground, a choice bubbles up from in your soul - let go of the things that have dragged you down to this point, or fall forever.
I've been to that point, and I survived - so I understand the simple truth that hope cannot die. Ever.
"When this ultimate crisis comes... when there is no way out - that is the very moment when we explode from within and the totally other emerges: the sudden surfacing of a strength, a security of unknown origin, welling up from beyond reason, rational expectation, and hope." - Emil Durkheim
I know from my own life that when you truly hit rock bottom, it's like standing on the edge of a precipice. Everything you've done up to that point has just dragged you lower and lower. It seems like there's no hope. Your will to do anything but die or live a living death becomes less and less, until it seems like there's no way out. Eventually you come to that line where, if you cross it, there's no going back. Maybe the line is putting a bullet in your head, or maybe it's losing your mind, or maybe it's doing something so terrible that your life will be over once you do it.
When you're standing at that line, every wall inside your mind and inside your heart becomes glass. Everything you built inside yourself in order to survive becomes obsolete in the face of the death right in front of you. There's no inner-barrier that can't be broken in that moment. With one foot hanging over the precipice, and one on solid ground, a choice bubbles up from in your soul - let go of the things that have dragged you down to this point, or fall forever.
I've been to that point, and I survived - so I understand the simple truth that hope cannot die. Ever.
"When this ultimate crisis comes... when there is no way out - that is the very moment when we explode from within and the totally other emerges: the sudden surfacing of a strength, a security of unknown origin, welling up from beyond reason, rational expectation, and hope." - Emil Durkheim
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