We all go through hard times.
Moments or even seasons that make it difficult to breathe. Experiences that wreck us. Though we often don’t share the level of inner carnage with those around us, ‘til we’re through them.
Many times, the slide into the abyss is incited by some external circumstance. Things happening to us. And, no, not like the self-help trope says, “for us.” Sorry, sometimes hard things are just, well, hard.
But, here’s where it gets weird and, potentially, interesting…
No matter the outer happening that brought us to our knees, the weighted emo vest that grinds us deeper into the dirt is often what tends to happen on the inside.
The understandable and common fear that the situation, and the feeling will never end. The anxiety about what the future might, or will never again hold. The paralysis that accompanies the flattening. The cynicism, and loss of hope. The compounding effect that keeps you from doing p…