I had some what of a breakdown today. It’s more of a haze. Kinda like being trapped in the fishbowl but the fishbowl was filling up with smoke, and I’m the only 1 who notices. I hate days like that. Mainly because I know what I’m going through isn’t real but you cant tell that to my body, and before long my mind starts to buy into the illusion. I wrote this on to try to express what that is all about because it’s fake is, it is its also very real.

I know there are a lot of people out there that struggle with chemical depression, is there even more people out there that are depressed for other reasons: guilt, self pity, spiritial oppression and what have you. But I still believe the answer to be a 1 size fits all solution. Calling for God to be strong in my weakness, Because I am his servant therefore his promises are faithful. If you don’t buy into the promises of god, then I guess you’re on your own, But here’s what I have found that works for me.

Truth Exsists.