When you give up, it might be too late.
When you lose all hope, it might be too late.
When all you can see is the darkness,
it might be too late.
But the hope in this is that when you can find the courage to dig deeper,
when you can find a shred of hope,
when you can see a little bit of light peeking around the bend,
when you can acknowledge the pain, share it, feel it, and let it go,
when you can let yourself know that beneath the hatred and anger is a feeling of helplessness, or fear and allow that to bubble up instead.
Find the vulnerability. First in yourself. And then in the other.
And remember that beneath the pain, the hurt, the anger is a person who needs to be forgiven and loved. And that starts with you.
Darkness cannot exist without the light
And it is darkest just before the dawn.
The sun sets and a new day dawns each day.
And each day we have another chance to find the light.
To breathe in the hope.
To connect with others who can remind us that we don't have to do this all alone
and that it isn't over unless we decide it is over.
And even if we decide it is over, we can change our minds
and begin again. Right now.