She's Lost It All

She's lost it all. Everything she worked to gain; now she's landed upon her face. She'd put her life into so many things and they've vanished. It seems as if the fog that was blinding her for so long has lifted and she's been left with much of nothing at all. Life before was so easy, almost as if a big wave had come and she'd ridden upon the crest for so long. Riding high and living without apprehensions. Now the wave has crashed, descended upon her life and taking everything down in its wake. The spindrift splashed upon all that is her life. Remnants are strewn about, having suffered the dynamism of the wave. Broken pieces assimilated with other fragments of the world she had built. Lying amongst the rubble, she is incapable of pulling herself together. She must look for help. But she's afraid and unsure where to turn. It seems as if she does turn for help and ends upon her face yet again. Is she forever stuck in this insanity? Or can she recuperate and recover her life? If not for her sake, for the sake of those around her?