Depression, it’s so much more than a feeling of sadness. It’s a feeling of hopelessness, defeat, and fear all rolled into one ugly being, a monster. I normally pride in myself as being and optimistic person but there are some days it takes over, so exhausted fighting it ,too much work and I give in. Life shouldn’t have to be so hard, and then I start thinking…is my faith being put to the test? Am I seeing the world through false rose-colored glasses? Does anyone care?
I’m tired of mourning the person I use to be. I tell my brain snap out of it , you been through this before , you’ve come out stronger on the other end but my heart just doesn’t want to listen. I just fall deeper and deeper into that infinite black rabbit hole not knowing when and how I will come out. I should already know how this cycle goes, this has happened many times before and I’ve come out roaring like the lioness I am, ready to conquer any obstacle in my way. I’m a fighter, a warrior,
a Fibrowarrior.
So my fellow fibrowarriors, always remember you are not alone, it’s ok to go into that lonely rabbit hole as long as you don’t stay there too long. When you are ready to come out you will and if you can’t do it on your own know there is always someone to lend out a hand.
Life, Fibromyalgia And The Pursuit Of Happiness 