Here I am. Fighting once again to get to that place of, “okay”. But what is, okay? I don’t even know if I am aware of what exactly “okay” is. I’ve been struggling for what seems like forever, with dark thoughts and I don’t like the heaviness that comes with these thoughts. It weighs on me and drags me down, but…
Identity. Who we are. What we are. I have spent my life identifying as a white girl. A girl who goes to church. A girl who tries to be good. A girl who likes boys. That is what good girls do, right? They like boys. They grow up and marry a boy and have a family. That’s what I did.…
*Trigger warning. This post is raw and deals with thoughts and feelings that could be triggering to some. Please be aware when reading and reach out for help if you are feeling vulnerable. Stupid. Worthless. Irrelevant. That is what you are. No one wants you. You should have never been born. Your friends are not your friends. No one loves…
For the better part of my life, I’ve identified myself as the girl with depression. Yes, there are many other identities that I have: mom, nurse, student, friend, Christian. But all of those identities were always secondary to depression. Last August at the Celebrate Recovery training summit, I felt like I was supposed to lay that identity down and I…
Dark. Foggy. Numb. This is what my depression feels like these days. As I sit here trying to type I fight the fight of wanting to make it seem not so bad, to put a happy face on and say, “it’s really no big deal”. But I am going to take a deep breath and be real for a few…
40 seconds. How long does it take to say ‘hey friend, you are loved’?
Just be still. It sounds like it should be easy to do; yet I find myself unable to do it. I fight. I battle. I complain. I get angry. I push. I am not able to be still. I am more aware of this over the last few weeks as I have been undergoing some big changes in my life. While…
I could feel myself slipping, as is so often the case after sharing stories of victory and speaking truth to others who may be experiencing the same kind of struggles. The darkness was rising and I felt like I was starting to drown. But what do I do? How do I keep from going down into the rabbit hole again?…
Busy. Rushed. Overwhelmed. Tired. I have been so busy the last few weeks that I don’t even feel like I know where I am or what I am supposed to be doing most of the time. Things I normally love have become a chore and I am avoiding people I usually love spending time with. Why? Because it is easier…
This is part 7 of a series intended to focus on what has worked for us as we learn to walk the path laid out for us. For us, what has given us the strength to grow is a program called Celebrate Recovery. We hope that, if you haven’t already established a support system for yourself, you will give Celebrate…
