LIfe is temporary. The afterlife is eternal.
So, why is it that life can so easily consume us?
I used to push myself so hard. It was survival. I created goals and plans, methods to keep me looking forward and striving for a purpose. In the process, I ran from what my life had become as much as I focused on achieving objectives in my life.
I wanted to be accepted. I wanted to reach my fullest potential. I wanted to believe that I had worth.
In the recent end, I fell apart.
Now, I am still like I have never been before.
The demands of responsibility in providing for, caring for; raising five people have depleted me. Anxiety and depression have made me into a person unlike I was before they entered the scene...irritable, angry; hopeless.
All I want now is peace where it seems there is none to be had.
God, save me from myself.
So, why is it that life can so easily consume us?
I used to push myself so hard. It was survival. I created goals and plans, methods to keep me looking forward and striving for a purpose. In the process, I ran from what my life had become as much as I focused on achieving objectives in my life.
I wanted to be accepted. I wanted to reach my fullest potential. I wanted to believe that I had worth.
In the recent end, I fell apart.
Now, I am still like I have never been before.
The demands of responsibility in providing for, caring for; raising five people have depleted me. Anxiety and depression have made me into a person unlike I was before they entered the scene...irritable, angry; hopeless.
All I want now is peace where it seems there is none to be had.
God, save me from myself.