Yet again I fell down the rabbit hole. I don't know why, but every time I fall I wander off. Life might be horrifying right now but I don't want a pity party, I want a tea party. The tea down here is bitter, and the host is indeed a mad man. As overwhelming as it is, I've been attending this party quite some time. Could've been on my way awhile ago, but I fear I'll only become more lost.
I'm sure I'll be on my way soon. This time I pray I'm on my way back to the bottom of the hole, where I initially fell. You'll know you're there when you look up. The shining light of reality motivates you to find a way out. Climbing your way out is nearly impossible, and a friend can only reach so far to assist you. The last thing you want is to have them fall too.