So today began like any other day...until something occurred that disturbed the cycle of my normal Wednesday routine.
What disturbed it is insignificant...what is important here is that I continued on...in the midst of a storm I continued on. I didn't curse or scream...I said ok..this is what it is..let's move on. Afterall God will not give me more than I can bear. And I have always been one to carry on even when I didn't want to.
When I think back on my life I come to only one conclusion...I shouldn't be here. There were so many days when I just wanted it all to end...yet here I am. Alive and still God fearing!
I was plagued with depression as a teenager, my mother (I love her so) put me through hell. She struggles with mental illness and I endured it all with her. As an 11 year old I was forced to grow up fast. The mother that I knew had vanished one day and I had to immediately cope...