Have you ever felt like you've lost all you knew?
Things you believed to be truth, but turned out to be lies?

Or perhaps something you used to do to feel relief, that doesn't feel the same anymore?
You lived so long with a habit that it consumed your life, everything revolved around it. Then you reached out for help, wondering if there was something... More.

You managed to get help by those you love, and slowly took a break from it. When you return too find safety, it was nothing like you remembered. The habit made the situation worse, the guilt worse, and everything you knew crashed.

You desperately tried so hard to hold onto it, but once you let go, once you search for something else, you can't find your way back. It is like sailing out on a sea, and then trying to swim back to where you started. You can't, and it causes more trouble than you started out with.

You feel so... Empty.

Something you spent so much time doing, something you never imagined to leave, left without your notice.
You tried to use it as a method of relief, desperately, not wanting to be left without help. When you give up on it and realize you don't want it, you try to hold onto the closest life line you can find.

You turn to your loved ones, watching them from beyond a barrier. The one thing holding you back has finally dissolved. You step out to them, greeted by hugs before you get a chance to reach out. You watch them with tears streaming, wanting to be with them, through better, and through worse...