On staying golden.
There will be days where you throw yourself down on the floor and dive into the depths of your loneliness.
There will be days where you wish you could crawl into bed and sweep your problems away with the pull of the covers.
There will be days where you feel so delicate that you are unsure if you can even take the next step without shattering.
There will be days where you have walked so far you think that you have gone as far as you will ever get.
There will be days where you look in the mirror and wish so desperately that you were someone else.
There will be days where you wonder if you’ll ever crawl out of this with the wonder you once held.
There will be days upon days filled with discomfort and disappointment and wishing you could crawl back into your parents’ bed and be rid of these nightmares. There will be days filled with crying in the car and crying in public and crying in the dark of your bedroom.
There will be days where you want to hit the stop button and catch your breath. But the day that you realise that life just keeps going on is the day where you can finally get unstuck. And it may feel like a race without a finish line, but one day you may just pass it without realising.
But until then, it’s okay to come back up for air. It’s okay to wash the tear stains and rest your weary eyes. It’s okay to take that deep breath before you open the door. It’s okay to take these little gaps, as long as you know that one day you’ll get there.
It’s the days where you come back around which make them golden.
Because the secret to staying golden is hope.
Hope always perseveres.