I agree so much with this.
Reading this you might wonder why I’m up so late. I didn’t ask for insomnia, but it came. I didn’t ask for sores in my mouth and they came too. I didn’t ask for everything to be going great or to feel like all I want to do is cry. And yet, tonight we’re having a party. I might as well make use of them.
Sermons regarding depression. They stink. It’s like pastors drew short straws and preached on it. I listened to one sermon called “Getting Unstuck from Depression.” All I have to say is that depressed people are not wagons stuck in the mud. The sermons I listened were from people who appeared to…
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