Falling in Slow Motion

It took weeks for me to regain some normal flow into my life. I had to push past this, that is all I kept telling myself. This is not the end of the world despite how awful it may feel. You will live and you will be better for it. It was the same strength that pulled me through the divorce, through the death of my grandfather, through all the darker days of my short life. I prayed to Jehovah for more strength then just that. This time around I would need him even more. I hadn't want to slip away from life since I was 13 so I knew that this was not the usual. Psalms 34:18 would be more comfort and I would push on. No matter what, even if I told myself otherwise.