Today was my 6th ECT treatment.
Today was a rough day.
Sore body.
Nauseous.
Headaches.
Getting stuck with needles is no fun.
However, either is living with depression.
I will take the trade off though.
ECT has brought about some relief from the debilitating depression that plagued me.
I have slept in the past few days unlike I have in the previous four years.
Am I cured? No.
Am I better? Yes.
When you are having to fight your own mind and retrain yourself on how to see life differently, it's very challenging and a daily fight.
It is an inner struggle that no one sees you fighting, alone.
I ask myself now, what is there to live for?
Or as a friend questioned me, I ask myself, "How did I end up here?"
No time to wonder how.
Time to start living.
Each day is a gift from God to be shared with others.
Who have you loved today?
If I am given a new lease on life, how will I spend the rest of my days?
Do I still have to battle this foe for the rest of my life?
I know this one thing: I want my life to make a difference in the lives of others, for good.
I don't want my life to be just a vapor in time, never to be remembered and never to have made an impact in the lives of others.
I prayerfully seek Gods best and His direction in my life.
#seekingHisface
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