Sometimes our thoughts get the best of us. They become these heavy, heavy weights, always weighing us down like an anchor that makes us feel as if we’ll never see the shore again.
Remarks from loved ones in the past come out of hiding, only adding to the weight along with painful memories. What could have been, should have been. Remembering when you were well, when you didn’t spend all your time borrowing in your room, away from the word. All these thoughts leave us feeling helpless and buried alive.
When there is no hand to reach for, look to your own. When there is no one there to tell you it will be alright, whisper it to yourself. When you find yourself in tears, “Cry as hard as you want to. But just make sure that when you stop crying, you never cry for the same reason again.”
We carry a lot. And we need to remember to give ourselves credit, for all that we do, all that we face and haunts us on a daily basis.
One day at a time, one day at a time.
Healing thoughts and prayers to all-