It can be easy to let the despair about the state of our world swallow me in depression, but I have hope. I have hope, because I also see the good. I have to search harder for it, but it is there. I see what you are doing to make a difference and help others.
You’re tired of fighting, because it’s exhausting. You’re mucked down in the drudgery of every day stuff in addition to those burdens that you’re carrying with you. They are heavy, and you want
Day after Thanksgiving 2004
Dear Jen,
You’ve spent today realizing the guy you brought to Thanksgiving dinner with the family isn’t “the one”. Your gut will be an electric mixer as you end it over a phone call at 2 pm. You’ve had a rough year, and (spoiler alert) it will get worse.
The longer that you’ve eaten the lies which have become your truth, the harder it becomes to change… to shift, to believe that you can.