Life can be a lot. It’s overwhelming and you just want to curl up in a ball. Not deal with it and wait for it all to just go away.
That place can become very comfortable but then, the lonely sets in. The walls of what feels like protection becomes isolation. The familiarity makes it too terrifying to put one of those walls down.
That was me a few years ago. I know the feeling of thinking the walls would never come down. I would always have to pretend I was strong and spend my whole life hanging on by a thread. It would never change.
Your mind can really play tricks on you. Make you believe the lies that creep in when you’re weak and tired at rock bottom. That’s until love steps in.
God brought many forms of love into my life the past four and a half years. Slowly but surely, the walls came down. I felt seen, heard, loved, and known. It all started when I started taking it step by step, day by day.
The moment you choose to never stop fighting is when you are no longer blind to the hands reaching out to you. You were never alone. Love was pursuing you all along.
Out of the pain comes a story of strength and love. Even in the darkest night, the light will always peak through and shine bright.
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