These Days Feel Hard

These days feel hard because you’re currently living daily life with so many things going on at the same time.

These days feel hard because you’re constantly dealing with appointments, countless setbacks and misses, endless expenses, and the guilt of not being able to meet the standard of many important things as you’ve used to.

These days feel hard because you see too intense chaos daily, here and there from the past three months.

These days feel hard because all these things seem so endlessly complicated. There’s always one thing after another and you keep wondering when this will end.

These days feel hard because you’re heading to a big change and a huge commitment after several years moving from one (place) to another.

These days feel hard because in spite of dealing with such a big change, other responsibilities still keep running and there’s no pause button or someone who will takeover those responsibilities from you.

These days feel hard because you’re about to leave all the advantages you’ve been living for the past three years in this place.

These days feel hard because you realize the next few days or few weeks are going to be the last days where all things in life have been so much easier, simpler, faster, more comfortable than it has ever been in your life.

These days feel hard because you fully realize this is a final goodbye.

Or, maybe,

These days feel hard because you entertain your overthinking skill too much.

These days feel hard because you have imagined so many things that (un)likely to happen.

And above all,

These days feel hard because you put too much pressure on yourself and not enough trust to The One Who Takes Care of all affairs.

These days feel hard because you seem to forget that He has been taking care of you to the smallest detail wherever you have been in this world.

So, breathe. breathe. Breathe some more.

And relax a little bit.

These days feel hard because you’re building something from the scratch, working on something which is really important, worth fighting for, and as always, nothing worth having comes easy.

So, hang on a little bit longer. You’ll get there.

And remember, you’ll never walk alone.

– 2.05 am of sleepless night rant in a dark living room-