the bottom

Dear friend,
I call you “friend” for there are some thoughts easier conveyed to a friend than to any other. As you read this and as my words become the thoughts that enter your mind, let’s pretend that we are, for this brief moment, friends.
I haven’t lived very long. A quarter of a century does sound long, but as anyone older than you will tell you, it’s certainly not long enough. It is long enough however, to realize one thing. It is the nature of life to be uncertain .Hence I shall not tell you what I know, for “knowing” would imply a degree of certainty. What I can tell you, however, is what I have learned. Accurate or inaccurate, that, I hope, is something that will never be fully answered, at least while I’m still breathing.
There are things in life that can cripple you. It is a part of you that touches you at your core. It may be physical, mental, emotional, and spiritual and anything else in between. It is unlike any fear or phobia. It is unlike anger, happiness, grief, hurt or pain. It is however born from them.
As you start the process of deconstructing this article and its writer, as is the nature of a reader to do, you would come across the obvious question of why. I write this dear friend for the discovery of such a thing will set you free. It’s the deep end of the swimming pool. It’s when you touch the bottom when the pool truly becomes yours.
If any aspect of what I have just said makes sense and you start to wonder what your “thing” is, then chances are you haven’t found it yet.
And I hope one day you will.
With warm regards,
That idiot.