I always try to remind myself that no matter how dire, how devastating life gets, moments pass. Tomorrow comes and the things that I had worried so much over in the past, aren't as terrible as they once were. Sometimes I have to force myself to just go to sleep. To get out of the moment. To make tomorrow come faster. But when it does, I realize that no matter how bad something was, my world didn't end. As long as I'm alive, there's a chance to work on it once more.
In the moment it is quite hard to do, but it is the reality of the world.