gasping

It's been a really hard week. Like, extremely difficult. The kind of week where your world is so rocked, you wonder how the rest of the world is still going about their business like nothing is wrong. I haven't felt this way since my grandfather died, in 2007. I'm trying my hardest, but I feel like I'm not even treading anymore...it feels like I'm all the way under, gasping for air. Surely things will start getting better soon? I came across this quote yesterday, and I'm clinging to it, hopeful it is true..."Everything is okay in the end. If it's not okay, it's not the end."