Rollerskating

It’s Ella’s Sweet 16! The girls went roller skating in Johnson City. Wendi, continuing to keep an eye on her commitments, allowed Reagan and Zoey’s Mom, Staci, to do the driving. Here are a few pics Staci sent me: 

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 I wrote this on Facebook today. 

I keep thinking: I don't need to share about all this stuff I've been going through. Just keep healing Wendi. You don't have to tell people about it. 

 

But that's never been the person I am. I truly WANT to help people. I want people to feel that they aren't crazy. When this happened to me, if it wouldn't have been for a series of divine interventions, I would have felt that I was "the only one."

 

And I could do that. I could keep pretending that I have it all together. That my chronic people-pleasing and busyness didn't cause me to collapse two years ago.

 

And then someone else messages me today feeling EXACTLY like I did. And I can help them not feel alone and not feel crazy.

 

If you are battling depression, anxiety, sleep issues, health issues (that they can't figure out a cause for) ... if you are using sleep, food, alcohol, drugs, scrolling, political (or other obsessions), busyness, people-pleasing, etc. you are doing it to SURVIVE. It's your drug of choice.

 

And that drug will eventually kill you. Or kill your kids. Or your relationships.

 

I've learned that I can't force this down anyone's throat. If you aren't ready to see it, you won't be able to. I had MANY friends try to tell me, and I had no idea what they were talking about. I had it altogether.

 

Until it all fell apart.

 

YOU ARE NOT ALONE!!!

The Promised Land

I can feel so tempted to stop walking. Go back where I was. I knew it there. Safer. But no. Keep on walking through this awful uncomfortable mess. Keep walking. 

WOAH!

 "You cannot wish for a strong character and an easy life for the price of each is the other." 

Mondays ....

 .... are co-op days. 

Co-op days are BIG and LONG and HARD. 

I am the vice-president of Heritage Home Scholars. I love this place for my kids. I love seeing my friends. But ... whew. It takes a lot out of me. 

I can't even fathom being in charge of a school every day of the week.

One day is plenty.

However, I continue to feel better and better, and I am so encouraged that I am coming out of a hard season in my life. 

I'm growing SO much.

I've learned SO much.

I am a new person.