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It Is Okay To Hit Rock-Bottom
Many of us have been in that place. We hate ourselves for being there, but we can’t seem to do anything about it. People around us may not understand the pressure of being in that place. They assume that we should be able to get our shit together, get out, dust ourselves up and move on. But many of them have not been there before — at least not in the way that we are. Some understand; they reach out with the empathy that says, “I know.” But even their helping hands may fail each time they try to drag us out of the depths to which we have sunk.
Therapy sessions, religious interventions, mind control, self-help books … we’ve run the entire gamut, and we’ve run out of options. Yet, we are soul-deep in the mire, and the guilt we feel combined with our misery is unending.
What if?
What if I hadn’t started that habit? What if I hadn’t been as indulgent?
Stinging pelts of what if scenarios rain down and hurt us even more. The self-recrimination balloons until it becomes a giant that looms over us in this deep dark place, eclipsing the rays of hope from reaching us. We struggle and yield; struggle and yield again, but we keep falling.