I used to always think to myself about how lucky I was. It isn’t like I thought that nothing bad could ever happen to me... I just never gave my fears enough plausible validity to realistically keep me awake at night. My issues were miniscule in comparison to some, and only now I realize the true magnitude  that lay beyond those situations. I only now am beginning to see the velocity at which my life was flying downhill and into an abyss of miniscule issues, piling up so high that my rational brain began to sink. Only now am I learning to see through the murky waters that have invaded and surrounded me, which is odd, because I have found that now I can see clearer than ever before.