Hell is what you fear.
Nay, perhaps hell is the fear that it will be worse than what you fear.
Hell is when you realize that you are not that strong to see this through after all.
Hell is when you can't meet your eyes as you look into the mirror, day after day, no matter what time of the night it is.
Hell is that seemingly endless plunge between control and helplessness.
Hell is knowing that you are responsible for your misery.
You can’t blame anybody else for this. Don't lie to yourself.
But then, it is at these times when you start the painful voyage towards Peace.
Peace is accepting that you cannot always be in control. You have to let go.
Peace is letting someone else carry your weight.
Peace is knowing that if you are the reason your life is wrecked, you definitely can piece it back again.
When you cannot lie to yourself, when you are bare and stripped of all pretenses, of all those folds that cover up your faults and sins,
You will find the strength to make a start.
You have lost much, maybe you have lost it all. Maybe you cannot afford to lose what you are left with now.
Make that your muse. Make a start.