Strength.

Sometimes it sneaks up on you in the middle of the day or in the middle of the night. Makes you think your broken and too damaged to be fixed. Makes you think your not good enough. Or Strong enough.

Going to sleep every night thinking tomorrow I’ll do it, tomorrow I’ll get my laundry done and my kid bathed. Supper made house tidied. Normal things I do.

Tomorrow comes, the sun is not a friend and I feel drained. cannot get out of bed to make breakfast. The thoughts just stay there. They don’t leave your side.

Night comes and same old pattern until you get caught in a web and can’t get out and the devil gets comfy.

We try so hard to be strong, all the time. We think we can be. Because there are always worse situations and we shouldn’t be complaining.

Trying to get through a day without breaking down and wanting to hide from everyone and everything in your life. Feeling so badly to have that person there. Not that empty hole in your heart that hurts so bad !

I see the light. I see the right way to do things, just the light is getting covered up with the dark and bad.

Finding yourself is hard. It’s terrifying.

Sometimes you sink really far down that black hole but there’s always going to be a person there to pull you up. Find that person. Let them help. Let them love you.

Your not alone ever. It’s hard to believe sometimes, I know. And it’s scary but it is worth it. Once your have it and let yourself open up, dont let that go.