Come up for air.

Someone asked me recently - "what made you snap out of it?". You know, out of that hole, when you're so deep that you think the only way out is to keep digging. But it's strange, it wasn't really like a gradual process. I guess one day I just woke up and realised where I was. It's kind of like that moment, when you're swimming, and you hold your breath under the water. And there's that split second, where you know you can't hold it any longer. You either have to come up for air, or you'll drown. That's how I felt. I knew if I didn't pull myself out of it, right then and there, that I was gonna die. I guess that hole you're in, really does have a rock bottom. And you have to hit it before you can get back up.