I guess you could say I fell off the edge of the world that day..

And thankfully I did, or I’d be in a much unfit place for what I was becoming..

I remember all was grey.. a haze.. one that I’d actually prefer not to remember.

nevertheless, I remember finally opening a portal there, and as I walked through it, it was like I fell into a million more..

As I went down, I felt a million different feelings..

Mostly pain, and sadness.. but I got answers to many questions.. I gained new armor, wisdom.. and a piece of myself back..

I remember right when I thought I was going to hit the bottom..
Something shot me back up..

There I felt like I was flying, I felt free, untouchable, I felt like I could do anything..
And I gained even more pieces of myself back..

From hell, to oblivion, to infinity.

….I must have done something right then to go back up instead..

And here I’ve stayed..

though there are still battles when you’re up, they don’t last as long I’ve come to find.. regardless of how much of a storm they come with.

And maybe that’s also what it’s about.

Withstanding the storms here without eventually giving much of yourself at all overtime.

…You learn to just keep going.