Today, help me to know that I don’t have to allow myself to be pulled into negativity, even around those I love. Help me set boundaries. Help me know it’s okay to take care of myself.

The Language of Letting Go

The lure of depression is intoxicating. It makes you want to suck yourself ever-deeper into the black abyss of pain.

I remember how I used to shield my family – faking happiness whenever they were around. I would put on a ‘happy-face’ and pretend everything was okay – wiping away my tears and blaming my red eyes on allergies.

“What’s wrong?” Babesies asked me yesterday.

“Nothing” I responded.

“I know there’s something”.

That’s the beauty of having incredible family around – they just know. They can tell, by the subtle silence and feigned smiles, that something’s amiss.

And know exactly how to fix it.

Sigh. I love my family.