The last 6 years have not been easy ones for my family or myself. I have been consumed by a depression so deep that I thought that it would, and still at times, feel it will consume my soul and very existence, a hole I could never crawl out of and be buried alive with my thoughts. Anxiety and panic attacks to drive even the hardiest of souls to the point of madness and giving up when I felt I could not go on any further, but you know what ? I am still here, fighting for my son who battles and struggles every moment of every day with P.T.S.D., myself and my family, if we dig deep enough we will all find the strength, courage and hope to go on and keep on plugging away to find better days. Point I am trying to make here is dont give up, even on the darkest of days, a tiny sliver of light will shine through and lead us to hope and the path to healing. Nothing is impossible for those of us who believe in ourselves, dont give up, dont give in and keep on keeping the faith. -
Posted on: Tue, 08 Jul 2014 02:29:26 +0000
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