On Feeling Desperate And Hopeless

About taking action when nothing makes sense

I’m in a place I don’t want to be in. Literally.

I live in a messy, problematic country where everyday life feels like a heavy burden.

We had a plan: We were living in May. But then coronavirus struck.

At first, I guess I didn’t understand the implications of the whole thing. However, yesterday I was informed that international flights will restart next year.

And there’s no way we can leave by land.

I feel trapped. And I feel like nothing I do makes sense anymore.

What’s the point of working and saving money if we can’t leave anyways?

But I’m learning a valuable lesson about myself: These thoughts don’t stop me.

Every day, even though I feel so unmotivated, worthless, hopeless… I get up and work on my thing. I get up and make breakfast. I get up and watch my online classes. I get up and live life like nothing extraordinary’s happening.

We’re definitely not what we think and feel; we’re what we do.

Even though I feel like crying out of desperation, if you were to judge me by my actions alone, you’d never guess I’m feeling like this.

There’s a quote in the back on my mind that keeps repeating itself over and over throughout the day: This too shall pass.

For all the people out there who feel hopeless: There’s no need to feel “positive”. However, you do need to take action.

This too shall pass and you’ll be left with what you did with your time. Nothing more.