I have down days. REALLY down days, and I have no idea why.
Usually, I am very happy, in fact, almost always happy. Every so often out of the blue, this hits me.
Often times it follows great joy – like what comes up, must come down.
Last time this happened, it was year after my step dad had been gone. Before that, it was a year after my divorce from #2.
Normally, it lasts a week at the most, sometimes only a few hours if people pray for me. I should be grateful, it’s THAT short.
I don’t understand this at all. It makes me wonder if it’s chemical. I can’t imagine life this way, like some people do.
I know how blessed I am. I know how loved I am. I know what I’ve overcome in my life.
So what do you do, when you feel the hounds of depression chasing you down? What do you do, when YOU KNOW what makes you happy but that source is tapped out today? What do you do when you need the sun more than anything and it’s only rolling black clouds, as far as you can see?