I fucked up. Badly.

The person who suffers most from a problem is the best to give advice.

Because he knows the root of the problem and how to overcome it.

However, knowing doesn't automatically mean applying.

In fact, they don't have anything to do with one another.

People keep telling me that realization is the first step to improvement.

But what no one tells you is that the first step is a meter,

But the next step - actually changing it - is a mile.

Most of us know about our problems.

But we steer straight into them,

hoping that eventually they will go away by themselves.

The problem is, that they never do.

So next thing we know, we bump straight into it - or rather crash.

We hit rock bottom, we hit the very iceberg which we saw coming miles away.

So we find ourselves on the ground of the Atlantic Ocean asking ourselves:

"Why, just why?!"

And it might not be a fruitful question to ask, but a understandable one:

Why is it that we first have to crash into something to actually acknowledge it fully?

Why is it that we first have to suffer, to finally make the changes?

Why is it that we know all the wisdom necessary to lead a happy and blissful life,

yet are so reluctant to apply it?

Blessed and envied be the ones who have the strength, courage, willpower

or whatever it takes to make changes

before it is too late to avoid what has happened.

But not too late for what lies in front of us.

Because in the end, we change not just because of the past.

We change because of the future.

Our mistakes from yesterday might define our suffering today.

But our actions today will define our tomorrow.