Last weekend when all the world seemed to be going wrong I called my dad as a last-ditch effort to regain some sanity. He told me that it’s hard to believe when you’re at the lowest point in your life that things will ever look bright again, but if you persevere things do start to look up again.
Well it’s been almost a week and I can honestly say that things are definitely brighter than they were. I’m still working on not letting the shadows of what’ transpired, what I’ve learned and what I’ve said not consuming me. of course it’s hard when certain people only want to spread the toxicity from their own miserable existence into yours.
For those who don’t know, I’ve been going through some intense personal trials. Trials that have made me question everything that I thought I knew about myself and the people I love. For those who do know, thanks for being there for me, for being a (in many cases metaphorical) shoulder to cry on when I needed it and an open ear and heart for me. It brought me so much comfort to know that in the tough times you’re never truly alone and that support is there for you if you seek it out.
So just remember that there’s hope and that the good times will come again. And if it’s people who are getting you down, there’s nothing more satisfying than removing them from your phone, your Facebook and just your life in general. Life is too short to deal with people who only want to make you miserable.