The way I see it, we're all a mess. Some of us messier than others. Some of us better at sweeping the mess under the table and pretending everything is picture perfect. But behind the smiles and masks we're all a disaster. Nothing is going perfect for everyone all the time. Sometimes things begin to fall apart piece by piece to the point where we turn around and wonder how it got this way. Other times, the whole world shatters all at once and in a single second we're wondering where to go next. Even the most put together of people has something, one tiny thing, that's nagging at the back of their mind. It's chipping away at their sanity one tiny piece at a time and eventually the cracks start to show. It's okay though. Because no one has it all going for them and all together all the time. If we would stop judging people at the first moment and try to see what's going on behind the smile they've painted on, we might realize that we aren't the only ones who have problems. Everyone's struggling with something, some of us are just more open with the struggle than others. Everyone's a little bit of chaos. It's all just trembling beneath the surface. That's the beauty of life and coexistence. We learn to deal with the storm and find companions along the way.
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