It lurks like a monster...
Depression is a beast! It's a thief! It's a monster! It's a vacuum! Abuse is long lasting! It's dirty! It's haunting! It's debilitating! I'm just exhausted. I'm over it, I want to be done. Both depression and abuse have stolen my joy, my energy, my stamina, and my happiness. I live on guard, rigid, and tense - just waiting and wondering when I will run into or see someone who hurt me - how I will handle it - and how I will process it afterwards. Yes I still see my abusers. I attended a funeral the other day of one of my dear cousins and spent time in the same room with someone who was inappropriate with me. It's vicious! It's tiring. It changes you. It affects you. You slowly find yourself slipping, falling, and retreating to safety (isolation, quiet, sleep). I focus on Jesus. I read His Word. I love people. I pray for myself and I pray for others. I try and put an honest day's work in. I work to be a good wife. I strive to be the...