Do you ever feel like you’re drowning? Like no matter how hard you kick and struggle you can’t make it to the surface? Like no matter how many times your hand reaches out, no one is there to grab it?
I feel like I am drowning almost everyday. Each time I wake up, each time my head surfaces, a new wave crashes over me; and I am struggling all over again. Every time I am close to drawing breath, I find myself too exhausted to give myself that final push, too exhausted to keep going, keep trying.
I think that everyone, in their own way, is drowning a little more everyday. It is as if the world is made of billions of oceans, and each person is trapped in their own one. Each wave is tailored to their struggle, each pull of the water to their despair. You may be drowning in worry, or in stress, or in insecurities. The waves of your ocean may mimic the anxieties you carry on your back, or the sadness that weighs down your chest each night.
It is important to note that the waves are not the real enemy here. They are not the monster that you need to be overcoming. You are. Because without you, the waves would not exist at all.