Do not get tired of hanging in there...

Every time I write of some fancy advice, I am really talking to myself.
I woke up this morning totally tired of "hanging in there".
Stupid thoughts flooded my mental. What if that highly anticipated turnaround never happens? What if the last time I was truly happy within and without was indeed the last?
The biggest fear is that all the things that would normally alleviate or make this hanging in there bearable have become tasteless. Everything has lost it's salt. Nothing interests me.
Not the tv shows, not movies, not people, not my solitude, not even my tested and trusted music😢...nothing.

And yeah I am just as fat as this mammal

Maybe I have overdosed on my thrills...
Maybe I was destined not to have any thrills this period of my life... Or maybe this is a curious case of a quarter-life crisis.
I get really bothered of how long I have been in this phase. Some might say- Oh she just keeps complaining and never doing anything to change her situation...
I am not saying these people are outrightly wrong, but I guess nobody asks the duck how many webbed feet paddles it took it tot get to the other side of the pond. (I swear I don't know where that analogy came from but it just seemed appropriate🙄)
Any way, if you feel as shitty as I feel this very minute, let's start with the fact that you are not alone. I was going to say you are in good company but I don't know about this company being good.

Firstly, there is really nothing we can actually do from here on... Especially when the only other option is to...You know what, there is no other option.
A friend once told me that even when it doesn't make sense, do not be caught stagnant.
Make sure that even if you are tiptoeing or crawling or cart wheeling, there is movement.
Keep hoping. I really feel hope is what keeps us somewhat sane in this psychiatric ward called earth. Believe there is a better day ahead. A brighter day. A day when you will wake up and legit appreciate the sun's warm light on your face, the clear air in your lungs and everything that was once bland.

 

I have over time come to forcefully accept the phenomenon of life being similar to a roller coaster ride. There are and will always be highs and lows my dear friend. Yes you. Are we now go stop enjoying the ride when the lows are also part of the whole experience?

Close your eyes if you have to. Hold the next person's hands but do.not.stop.the.ride. Life is worth living. 

Oh what great joy it would be when we come back to read this post in retrospect...with happiness in our hearts and lasting smiles on our faces.