To the broken, you are not alone.

Once in awhile I'll sink down to the bottom of the ocean and let life wash over me and I will wish it would all cease to exist, but then that moment ends and I swim to shore. Maybe life isn't easy and maybe the easy parts make it even more difficult to bare the hard parts. Maybe we are all just living to die, but I don't know. And I think that's the point, to not know, but still live.