Have you ever had one of those days (hours, weeks, whatever) when everything seems (to you, at least) to come crashing down and you don’t know what to do and you just feel like you can’t do this anymore? You have. You know you have. We all have.
We all have those times when you feel truly helpless and hopeless and you don’t know what to do. Don’t think you are alone in feeling this way. Don’t kid yourself that you really are alone.
There are hundreds of thousands of us out there (out here?) that are feeling that way at exactly the same moment in time that you are. Tens of millions of us who have felt that way at some time. Some of us are better at not letting the world see the fact that we just need to have someone reach out and tell us that they are there for us. Some of us run screaming at the top of their lungs for someone to hear and to understand.
It’s really sad that there are so many people who don’t want to let on that they understand. They act like they have never felt that way or that they have it so together, their lives are so perfect and wonderful, that they could never find themselves in the place where they feel like they just can’t do it any more. They can’t fight the good fight. They can’t keep on keeping on. They just can’t try any more.
If you are in that place today… in the place where you don’t think you can make it even one more step, one more breath, on more thought… reach out. Talk to a friend. You don’t have to necessarily talk about the desperation you are feeling. Sometimes that is just too frightening to talk about or even maybe admit to. Reach out. Talk about the weather. Talk about the price of gas or the sad state of politics or how bad crime is getting. Talk about the bird that is sitting in the tree outside your window. Talk about talking.
If you don’t have anyone you can talk to, find a friend on Facebook or some support list on the internet (I know you can get to the internet, you are reading this). You don’t need to give everyone your address or tell them your life story, just reach out and connect to someone.
It might not fix everything.
It might not fix anything.
But it might, just maybe, reassure you that you aren’t alone… because you really aren’t. And you never know, you might find out, some day, that you were the blessing in someone else’s life that all the time you thought you were looking for in your own life…
“I am only one, but still I am one. I cannot do everything, but still I can do something; and because I cannot do everything, I will not refuse to do something that I can do.”
If you can’t (or won’t) reach out to someone… get a piece of paper (or ten or twelve or fifty of them) and just write. Don’t know what to write? Write random words… fear… loneliness… anger… or a random expletive that won’t unstick itself from your brain. It helps… Later you can have a wonderful ceremonial destruction party where you shred or burn or stomp on whatever it is that you wrote.