It's common advice to tell people to stop surviving and start living.

I criticized myself for a long time, for failing to simply live. But you can't live without first surviving. Sometimes we need to focus on surviving to have the energy to live.

I wrote this went I felt like I was just surviving.

It seems these days are spent in bed.

I wake up well rested, ready for the day.

I prepare for bed, ready to dream.

In the blink of an eye,

I'm back in my safety net.

Where does time go?

The sun goes up.

The sun comes down.

And I am in bed again.

These days, sleep is all I seem to recall.

I wake up.

I go back to sleep.

Am I achieving anything else?

These days I feel like I am surviving rather than living.

The sun comes up.

The sun goes down.

I keep living the same day.

The sun comes up...

I am still alive.

I remind myself that sometimes to survive,

We must rest.

This thing I hate,

Is called surviving.

And surviving is the first step towards living.