"It'll get better."
"This will pass."
"The night is always darkest before the dawn."
They're always said with the best of intentions but after a while the stop being a source of comfort. And what's worst is you know that they're true. It just hasn't come true for you yet.
It feels like instead of a night you have six months of Arctic darkness to fight through and there's no sign of the dawn light piercing the black sky that hangs heavily overhead.
It feels like you won't get better. It feels like you can't. The negative voice drowns out any rational thought and any positivity and optimism disappears down a black hole. The night appears endless and the promise of a dawn as false as the good life you were promised if you played the game.
Fuck that.
You can get better. You will get better. It'll be a long journey and not an easy one but you can manage it. And eventually you'll reach the dawn.
Just keep fighting.
Fuck it and fight it.
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