Everything, absolutely everything will be fine tomorrow. The sky won’t fall. You will walk out the other side, you will breathe, you will laugh again someday. It won’t be the end. Maybe your life will take a shape that to you, right now, seems to be the end – but it won’t be and once you’re there, you’ll see.
Tomorrow, everything will be ok. Everything will be alright. There is no need to worry. Worry just creates new terrible visions of the worst that could happen. What have you allowed to overtake your mind? The fear of it or the possibilities and the assuredness that you know you will be ok?
