I am rather depressed ( Read more... )

This week has gone quite alright. Sunday morning last week I had an almost-anxious spell. But being aware of what was going on helped me to not get there. Hurrah ( Read more... )

I think there is something wrong with my head. Right now I would consider myself to be in a happy, stable mood. But for a day this week and a couple of days last week, and a couple of days the week before, I've been depressed and/or anxious. It's then that I pick faults in pretty much everything. This morning I was all "argh, things between ( Read more... )

( real life sigh )

I prayed last night before I slept. This morning I didn't go to church, but relaxed and had a bath and prayed a bit more. I feel better. I think sometimes I get so wrapped up in what the world says my worth is and I forget that the God who made the universe and loves me, sent his Son to die for me and now I'm part of his family. That is where me ( Read more... )

I've been so depressed this week. My self esteem and self worth are at all time lows. Getting out of these funks has been next to impossible. They leave me with a lump in my throat and the threat of tears. I feel silly for feeling this way, which only feeds the feeling. Whenever I try and think of something I know I'm good at, or something good ( Read more... )

Alright, a run down of what I've been up to and the events that led to a total burn out ( Read more... )

I'm glad for my paper and pen diary. LJ is great and all, but I'm glad there's a place to vent my personal joys, frustrations and thoughts that don't need to be aired to the public in general. I can't sleep tonight because I've done so much sleeping already during the day and while I'm lying in bed, I'm thinking over the event of the day and am ( Read more... )

Even now, I've woken and had a shower and about to go to church, it feels too much. I didn't go to my church last week as I went to Boyfriend's and so I really want to go to mine this week. But, I don't know if I have it in me. Doing anything right now makes me want to cry. I'm going to run late and I haven't even had breakfast. I get the feeling ( Read more... )

Maybe I'm not ok and coping as well as I thought. I cried during church today as I shared my prayer requests and decided afterwards that maybe it would be good to talk to someone about this. Not just those I've been de-briefing with previously, because they're also dealing with exactly the same thing and I although I appreciate their support more ( Read more... )