When you've fallen to rock bottom, the only way is up, right? Unless you choose to dig deeper, creating a bigger grave for yourself.
I've pinched myself several times today to remind me that this is it. The missing pieces have gradually shaped themselves into the current puzzle, and I don't like the complete picture. Over the past year, I've watched things change, slowly and steadily. It's like eating popcorn; you start with a full box, and you slowly eat it, not noticing how little by little it's disappearing. By the end of the movie, your hand reaches into an empty box, and you find yourself grasping at thin air.
Sometimes it's hard to notice that something is missing until it's completely gone.