There does seem to be a limit of things being difficult before a person will just snap. It’s the accumulation really, layer upon layer of bad news or hopeless conditions. It is actually almost more remarkable how resilient people can be. How they can bounce back from tremendous cruelty or loss or destruction.
There are time in which I feel I will sink under despair built on nothing so horrific, just little moments of hopelessness, just the daily wear of relentless challenges, not the giant kind – just the small. The drip of a small stream of water against a stone, slowly but surely boring a hole through the middle.
The Hamlet Project 