It’s a lot.
Where do I turn?
Where do I go?
How do I begin again?
I am knee-deep.
I can barely waddle my way through this bog.
I have lost my footing, and the quicksand of foreboding is sucking me under.
Violent waves of dread threaten to capsise the fragile boat that is my life.
Yet, a ray of sunshine has broken through in this dreary and gloomy sky.
The warm light of hope warms my frozen soul.