reaching for the surface.

We find ourselves at the bottom - feeling like things cannot get any worse and we are struggling and fighting our hardest to reach the surface once again. Most have been in this state; we awake wishing that we could lie in bed all day, pulling the covers up into a protective cocoon and burying our face in our pillow. We close our eyes and imagine a place of serenity. We dream of a happiness that we want to grasp and never let go of. We wish that we could wipe away the pain and the sorrow, the hurt and the nasty revelations of life. I've heard it been said before, "I wish that I could just curl up in a ball and never wake up" - wishing that you could fall into a serene type of hibernation until the turbulence of life has past and the pain has subsided. Feeling that life has turned its back on you, you have the urge to turn your back on life- shutting yourself out, pushing away from those people in your life that offer you something positive (subconsciously out of the fear of being betrayed by them, hurt, disappointed). You begin to lose yourself in the irrational expectations and desires of that perfect Hollywood story complete with its happily ever after ending. Some of us cope differently by acting out and doing something spontaneous or out of character - a drastic change of lifestyle, a new city, a hair cut, a tattoo, a piercing - we search for adrenaline, the feeling of freedom and complete ecstasy in order to help convince ourselves that the stability that we once had and the hardship that we are currently facing is really nothing. It is nothing to worry about or fret over, it is not something that will bring you down, it will not be the detriment of your life as your know it. 
Some of us find ourselves to be alone, sometimes it is just a feeling and so far from reality. Sometimes it is something that we have pushed ourselves into as a result of having pushed ourselves away from those who we care about because of the fear that we have in being hurt again. Sometimes we just do not have those special people; we find ourselves in the wrong place at the wrong time without the support that we need to push forward and overcome. 
I have been lucky enough to always have people in my life that are caring and sympathetic, logical and reasonable, fun and adventurous, loving and genuine. There always seems to be someone that pops up just in time to remind me of the little things that make me smile, make my heart glow. Retail therapy, chit-chat over freshly steeped tea, exotic cuisine, a day in the park, lounging at the local pub, laying in the sun at the beach, a drive in the country side, a visit to the outlet malls or even a trip to closest box store, grocery shopping, a movie, a funny episode of a good show, browsing new titles at a bookstore, reading the trashy magazines, listening to music, patio drinks in the sun - all in good company, this is the therapy that can get me through the hardest day, the biggest heartache and the toughest challenges.
Sometimes that person comes along and keeps you company, giving you that push that you needed to get the necessary momentum to move forward. Sometimes they are completely unaware of their value, the pure appreciation that you have for them and their role. They are there for you in the hardest times and sometimes are completely unaware that you are even going through anything at all. They have this magical way of lighting up your day and your mindset by injecting you with hope, reaffirming that there is some good, there are things to look forward to, and sometimes the big thing that crushed you stands no chance against all of the little things that make you feel weightless, without worry and without fear, because at the end of the day you will always have those little things to make you feel grounded when you feel as though you cannot stand.