So this is my confession.I have really bad anxiety. Really bad depression. And as I get older I can see it clearer and clearer. It doesn’t make me a bad person, it’s just how God created me.
- I confess that every day is hard. The stories I read breaks my heart.
- I confess that I’ve never really had anyone to watch my back.
- I confess that I wake up every morning wondering if today will be a better day.
- I confess that I haven’t been sleeping well for over a month.
- I confess that the reason I keep going is due to my kids and to all of you.