Depression - what is it to be locked inside an invisible prison? I'm living it - some days I get to go out side and the sunlight offers me glimpses of hope and dreams of freedom while other days I'm aware of my restricted reality living in a psychological prison where the walls are cold and dark.
I often refer to this as my "valley" a place that I find myself in where I have more questions than answers.
Why do I feel this way? What in my past has brought me to this point of personal crisis? How do I go on from here.
Like circling a round a bout, I'm keenly aware of the temptation and comfort that comes as I continue to circle, going round and round and not having the strength or direction to exit.
I'm at the crossroads... yet again. I can choose to circle the round a bout or get off on an exit.
This is the beginning of discovering through prayer, discussion and surrender how I WILL stop circling the drain and discover layer by layer my raisin d'etre.
Today is a new day - like pressing reset or refresh I am given a chance to start anew.
I'm feeling okay (using a scale of 1-10, 1 being absolutely miserable and 10 being absolutely wonderful) I would say I'm feeling about a 5.
Decided I would start the 5 factor fitness program (a program I did quite a few years ago and experienced results).
Here's to taking life one day at a time.
Here's to taking life one day at a time.
