"This too shall pass."
"When you get to the end of your rope tie a knot and hold on."
blah blah blah blah blah
When I actually need it I don't want to hear motivational crap or have someone tell me everything will be alright. What it feels like for me in those dark places is a sense of utter hopelessness or unfettered anger. In that place where all my best laid plans seem to be for naught. The only luck I have is bad. My good intentions count for nothing. My hard work is wasted. Things can't possibly get worse but suddenly they do. What I feel like doing is throwing up my hands and giving up. What's the point in trying? Every time I do it just blows up in my face. I am misunderstood and harshly judged. Why not just give up or give back the same shit that others are throwing at me?
Wait even a moment longer, then maybe just a minute or two more. If you can manage to the end of the day even better! I don't suspect things will be all fixed in the morning but it at least has a chance to be just a little more tolerable. I don't always know how to do that gracefully but whatever works for you grab hold of it and let it carry you just a step or two further, one moment at a time.
Breath, pray, dig in your heels, fight back, curse, weep, throw rocks, or whatever else will keep you from tossing in the towel or throwing it all away.
Hold out, hang on, and wait to see what may come just around the corner. It might be an outstretched hand, a break in the clouds, or another steep hill to climb. All good stories have these moments. Wait and turn one more page.
I wait with patience and perseverance