This is not your destruction.

After all of the noise,

all of the words

and all of the doubts

You get a moment of silence.

You're uncertain of everything you thought you knew but somehow your mind pulls it together to tell you that you're going to be ok. Somehow everything will work itself out. 

So take as many seconds as you need to push all of the negativity and breathe. 

"For a star to be born, 

there is one thing that must happen: a gaseous 

nebula must collapse. 

So collapse. 

Crumble. 

This is not your destruction.

This is your birth."