I know it hurts. It lingers. Perhaps, for the first time, you feel like this, and it seems like it will last forever—but it won't. You just need to endure, to persevere, to push forward day by day, week by week, for as long as you need to, because...
One morning, you will simply wake up and realize that it no longer hurts. Everything that could hurt has burned down to the ground. Inside you, there's emptiness—a void that only a few people, and only rarely, truly feel. The void is all the greater because it once held a fullness that dwelled in its place. This state might last for days or weeks, but you become aware that the hardest part is behind you, that you've finally hit rock bottom, and from here on, it will only get easier. Even if you slip again, the fall won't last long—you'll get back up much faster and move forward. You push off from the bottom as you head back to the surface.
And then, after some time, you will finally wake up feeling rested, well-slept. You'll realize that, on that day, the sun shines differently—just like in those days before everything that pulled you down. You'll understand that it’s all over. You'll see that a new life has been born from beneath the ashes, that your metamorphosis is complete. As you break free from the cocoon of your old self, spreading wings stronger than ever before, you reach for new heights without fear, proud of yet another victory over yourself.
Beside you are all those who have never let you down.
Ahead of you are new goals, plans, and dreams.
Behind you is a life that wasn't worthy of you, with everyone who didn't deserve you.
You’re smiling again.
You're happy again.
You're strong again.
You're free again.
You are yourself again.
