How do I push myself through the door.

Sometimes it is knowing the outcome if I don't. Other times it is just simple frustration of not wanting to be where I am anymore. Sometimes I do it for the people who care about me (not a good idea but the truth).

The question stimulates me to think why do we bother. As you stated there is a lot there behind the eyes that control this I think. We are all survivors, meaning many of us did not choose to curl up and quit under our individual circumstances even though that would have been so easy. We coped with it in many ways but came through the traumas, scared, but out the other side.

I think there is something with the will to live, the faith of knowing something better is out there even if we can't define it. The desire to experience life in a meaningful way despite the trauma. We just keep picking ourselves up and keep going - some of us in circles and some of us forward.

Very interesting question.