I am not exaggerating when I tell you that this week, by far, has been the worst week of my entire life. No exaggeration, but a heck of a lot of drama. Everything that could have gone wrong this week has gone wrong.
I won’t be discussing the details of what has happened to me this week, but just know that it wasn’t pleasant by any means. Nobody should have to go through the trauma and distress that I’ve had to experience, especially not in the same damn week.
The point is that sometimes, life doesn’t just hand you lemons. Sometimes, life loves to pelt you with them. It loves to reduce you to a quivering wreck in the corner of the room as it reloads its lemon-pelting gun and shoots you with it until your black and blue. Life can paralyse you with pain and grief and then walk away, carrying on without acknowledgement of how much your hurting.
But I’m here to tell you that even in the hardest of times, you can still pick yourself up and make that goddamn lemonade. Scrape up the remains of those exploded lemons used to crush you, and start squeezing them into those glasses with positive intent. I know that it is so hard to find the willpower to do it, but i’m telling you, its so worth it when you do.
Like mother nature, life can be a real bitch. Don’t let him win. Yes, I can guarantee he will be back with vengeance. And yes, he may bring back up next time, but that doesn’t mean that you should lie down and let him beat you.
Whatever you are going through, I’m here, struggling with you too. And me and you aren’t alone either. There are many others across the globe who have been affected by life’s lemons. What matters is how we respond to those lemons.
With love always,