Dec 6, 20221 min read

My Struggle - Your Struggle

Can I be honest? Sometimes I get too tired for hope. Some days I don’t think I have any authority to tell you things will get better because I so badly need someone to tell me that too. Sometimes I’m at a standstill wondering who or what will help me get through the day. Sometimes I’m so anxious I won’t get on my phone to make those phone calls I needed to make or text my friends back from last week. There have been days I’m so deprived of happiness that I don’t use any of the tools I know could help, but I just sit still- feeling paralyzed by my own thoughts and feelings. The truth is I struggle, a lot. I know a lot of us do. And maybe you are reading this hoping I found the secret to finally defeat mental illness— but I still haven’t nor do I think I will. What I do have is a understanding that maybe you can find comfort in knowing your pain, suffering and heartache isn’t yours to go through alone. One day at a time feels like forever to a depressed person, but one day is all I really find hope in. One day that you give your absolutely ALL too and see what happens tomorrow.