As I sit and write my first blog, I am a bit nervous. I was raised in church, still very involved, and have a relationship with God. That did not stop me from being depressed. I found myself letting the weight of the world become too much. At one point I did not think(or even want to) go on. I knew these emotions, etc were not from God yet they continued to come and became stronger and stronger. I withdrew from friends but knew oh so well how to slap my "happy girl, life of the party, little Miss Sunshine" face on, when I HAD to be around others, so no one would be clued in to my secret. Little did they know that when I would them,smiling, joking, and laughing, I would get in my car, drive home, and feel MISERABLE, feeling that my family would be better off without me, that I didn't matter. I know most Christians would say, "you should have just gotten in your word and prayed" but I didn't have the strength at THAT moment. We, especially in the Black com...
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