Ever feel like you’re dangerously balanced on the edge? One bad step or a slight unbalance will send one tumbling into hell.
Ever feel like you’re already in hell? Buried so far down that there is no visible way out? One knows there is a safe way to exit the self perpetuated hell. But finding it seems to forever elude.
Ever feel both already in hell and likely to tumble into hell at any moment?
Feel both like progress is being made while simultaneously failing, as a compulsive crash & burn pushes one further and further into trouble?
If I survive the next few months and years I will be the most awesome, strong and resilient person ever. If I survive.