These last few weeks have changed my life. I didn’t want these changes, and I’d do anything to make things as they used to be.
Life isn’t like that. There are things you can’t out power.
I’ve been observing myself: do I have strength enough; are these changes something I’m able to cope with? What happens, if I break down? If one morning I won’t get up, if I stay in bed, if I refuse to hang on.
Life isn’t like that. There are things you have to do, and the sayings of people are just words with good intention but nothing more.
You must think of yourself. You must take care of yourself; otherwise you won’t be able to help others. You must try to sleep and rest.
Life isn’t like that. There’s going to be a lot of sleepless nights, nights filled with nightmares, days filled with anxious and painful moments, sorrow and worry, and some occasional glimpses of hope. Maybe.
Life is like that.