Yeah, I’m feeling it. I’m feeling the burn baby.
Burned out. Overwhelmed. Weighed down.
See that picture above? Just ready to disappear with your next mouse scroll down? That paints it perfectly.
Traveling through a dark valley of semi-hopelessness littered with feelings of despair.
A quagmire. Something like a cement cesspool that slowly solidifies with each step I make. It seems like each step is half the stride of the previous. So even though I’m moving forward, I will never reach the place I want or need to be.
How often do you feel like this?
I’ve been struggling to bring myself to write positive posts for my readers. No matter how hard I try, it ain’t happening. A month ago I was posting several times a day.
Now I’m finding it hard to get the motivation up to write at all. Even though I know there is a reader out there struggling with real thoughts of brokenness, pain, hurt, and their reality.
I don’t like to concentrate on the negatives of my depression. Of dealing with my Specter. I want this page to be real for my readers, but I also want it to provide hope. With a balance of reality I want it to bring my readers up, not down.
So this is where I’m going to let my vulnerability speak. This is one of those times when my talk is going to walk.
I’m going to write through this.
I’m going to forgive myself.
I’m going to offer myself grace, just like the Lord has shown me His Grace.
I’m going to remind myself that I’m perfectly imperfect, and that’s perfectly okay.
Thank you for bearing with me and for your support through this rough stuff we all experience for a time.
Maybe now would be a good time for us to all reach out to someone we haven’t said hi to in a while. Someone whom we know is hurting and needs another to reach out and show they care.
Can we do that before our day is out?
I’m going to challenge myself to do that. If you have the strength, will you join me? Your time may be another day and that is perfectly okay. But do it when you find the strength. Someone’s life could be depending on your call.