"Rockbottom"

your worst, your darkest place, your Gehenna, your hades, your hell, your lowest low, your hopelessness, your despair, your nightmare

one day, you will be there.

if you haven’t hit it yet, there will come a day, or maybe even several weeks, years even, where you will not be yourself. where you will feel the weakest, your breaking point, your life’s “learning experience”

you will meet your monster.

for some, it will come early in life
for others, later
for others still, may come a lengthy recovery period

but the fact is, we will be knocked down— destroyed, leveled to nothing, only to be forced to start from the beginning.

what they don’t tell you about love is this..
any person can convince themselves that they’re in love. it isn’t hard to ride on endorphins, to laugh and smile during the good times, to be there when your significant other is sick, to do favors, write love letters, songs, buy gifts, impress parents, woo friends, kiss babies, give flowers

you go with what feels good and natural, with what you know.

but what happens when love finds you, time passes, and you hit rock bottom?
when the person you know suddenly becomes the person you knew?

or worse 

when you transform into a monster you’d never thought you’d become, you commit stupid mistakes you’d never think you’d make, you say things you’d never think you’d say, you become your worst nightmare

or you both find yourselves in ashes, when the fiery passion has burned everything, when there is nothing left but soot, and what you knew is now unrecognizable

because i promise you.. something like this will happen.

it will be unexpected, it will be difficult, and it will be your breaking point

it will be the moment where it feels unnatural, uncomfortable, and completely unreasonable like swimming upstream

and at that moment you will have a choice:
you let it burn. you part, you heal, and rebuild from scratch

or you stay.

 and if you look and you find that not everything you had together was destroyed, that there is in fact something still growing, still alive.. even after the fire

then that is in fact something special, something not of this world, something..
divine

 then what you have, is love 

it is not a matter of feelingsan accumulation of actions
 or a measurement of time

it is a test

taken from the one and only ta$hmoney once again.

dead on.