"Depression, anxiety and panic attacks are not a sign of weakness. They are signs of having tried to remain strong for so long"
My mom shared (some obvious) insight with me today. Everyone, someday will die. We were talking in the context of cats oddly enough, but the point should still come across. We are not meant to last forever, we are meant to last long enough to make an impact for the glory of the kingdom. I am not weak because I cry myself to sleep, or have a panic attack, or are depressed. I have dealt with pain for years now. I am by no means giving up, but I am going to be open.
Yesterday was another tough day where I doubted if my existence on this earth meant anything to anyone, and I put my family and those who were close to the situation in between a rock and a hard place. I am reaching out and asking for prayer tonight, for me, my family and for love and peace to surround our home as we are trying to figure this out. I am beyond blessed to be apart of an amazing ministry called Death to Life Revolution. Without them, I would not be here today.