...that all things work together for the glory of God. I keep reminding myself of this when I sense myself going down that dark road of depression.
I miss Matt more than anything right now. Every little thing that I see or do reminds me of him in one way or another. I find myself unable to even really write about the event... I suppose I'll write about my depression.
Everyone is so worried about me because of my history. Yes, I have major depression disorder. Yes I suffer from severe anxiety. And YES I'm not on any meds.
I was so tired of feeling numb or sluggish in emotions because of the medications. Then I found one that worked, and now I'm uninsured and dealing with the loss of my husband and best friend with only an occasional xanax for my panic attacks.
My mom is concerned that I'll start cutting myself again. I don't think she needs to be quite so worried, but she isn't inside my head either. I've had the thoughts... but I know that it doesn't solve a thing. It just leads me further down the road of depression. It's a place I've been before and I hope to never be again.
I have my beautiful daughter to look to. She's almost 8 years old and we need each other now. I'm an example to her and I'll be damned if I set an example of a woman who falls apart and can't pick up the pieces.
When I woke up on Monday September 27th... I didn't think that I'd end the day a widow at 31. That my wonderful 26 year old husband would go to sleep never to wake up again. That there could ever be so many unanswered questions.
The ONLY question I have an answer to right now is, "Are you going to be ok?". The answer is, I'm not ok right now, but through the grace of God and the support of my friends and family I will be.
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