"Going through it."

A phrase I’ve heard flying around more and more frequently lately. Basically, the process of going through all the shit life throws your way; dealing with the traumas, dramas, and pains; going through the rough patches and hoping to come out the other side alive and as whole as humanly possible. “Going through it” perhaps then is the process of simply being human. Maybe “going through it” is still moving forward while the rest of the world seems to be moving backwards or every other direction that isn’t the right one. It’s a directional impetus to either “go” or “be” in the beautiful mess that is life. There are days when you don’t “go through it,” then there are those days that seem to last an eternity in which “going through it” is all you can really do. When life is at its hardest is when the “going” literally gets tough. But the moments that we “go through it” define who we are and what we’re capable of - they are an affirmation of human perseverance and persistence.