When the anxiety turns to panic, when there are more bad days than good days, when my mental health becomes unmanageable, the very fabric of my world changes.
I miss this woman I’ll never become.
Yes, we get tired, but that doesn’t make us weak; that makes us human.
You’re wandering, yes, but not lost. You’re exactly where you’re supposed to be.
First of all, I’d like to ask for your prayers during this difficult and traumatic time. Come, let me take you on a journey – one that is fraught with horror and pain.
Should you be kind? Yes. Should you care about others besides yourself? Absolutely. But not at your own expense.