This morning I woke up and it was beautiful outside. Sun was up, the kids were up, and there should be no reason to feel bad about life in general. So, why then do I feel a little lower than normal?
Again, the depressive part of my brain was trying to take over. It is a hard way to wake up, having to fight off the demons at your door, even before your feet hit the floor. This week has been long and mentally challenging, so, that makes this bout even harder to deal with. I mean, I am tired from the week that just was, and all I really want is just to relax and fall into the day.
So, I send up another prayer for healing. I know it is a lot to ask for, but I have faith that one day I will not have these wars in my head that drive me insane. I know that my God will heal me of the inner wounds that I have. I know he gives me the strength to put on the smile, even when I am out of energy to do so. I know this battle will pass and I can move forward.