Last night, I’m afraid, I had a particularly rough time battling depression and fears. Bad enough that I could easily not have wound up alive and well enough to post here. I lost my job 4 months ago and I haven’t been able to find a new one. It will be my birthday on Friday, and here I am, crossing from middle to late 30’s, single, straight, yet never married, with no job and no one to come home to.
Last night, the fear and the pain got to me. I was one of several people who were visiting friends of mine yesterday and I was planning on spending the night, so I could plead tiredness and retreat to another room. There, I wound up curled in a ball of pain and fear for I don’t know how long. I had a vision of a cruel, judgemental God, completely opposite to the God I worship, and that threw me in deeper. The friends I was visiting are good friends indeed. One of them stopped off to see me before turning in, realized what shape I was in, and we talked and cried. They also battle with depression, so they know what this is like.
Please, I cannot believe in the harsh, cruel, capricious deity some people worship. If they are right, too many people I love will be lost, and I wouldn’t want to be found. I’m afraid, alone, and I don’t know what happens next. A year ago, I thought I had my life together. Now, I’m not sure what I have.
I’m taking care of myself, for now. I’ve got a hot lunch cooking, and I’m even heating the oven for some ready-to-bake chocolate chip cookies, but I needed to put my thoughts out somewhere.
Thanks, as always, for listening.
CJ


