I woke this morning with THAT feeling. You know the one where you completely and utterly down for no apparent reason? Depression is the name; standing strong is the game.
I know, the ones who read my blog might ask, “What in the world are you ever talking about?” Yes, I am guilty, guilty of babble. Times like today make it about ten times worse.
You who battle depression may understand. Yesterday was such a great day. I was hyped up and feeling all positive and great about life. This morning though, this tug, tug on my feelings bringing me on the brink of despair. I then think, like really rattle my brain and try and figure out the reason behind it. Nothing, there is nothing! All is good in my life. I KNOW I have no reason to be depressed. Sadly though, knowing and feeling are two different things.
I refuse to let it win. I bow my head and ask God in. I think of my blessings. I think of my kids and grand babies. My life is good, my life is blessed. Of all the things that I have been through, depression will NOT be what tears me down. Therefore, I pray and I stand strong! I have fought many things in my life. In this fight I will, once again, be a survivor!
Making mistakes we all do. We mess up, sometimes more than we care to admit. Sometimes we choose bad lifestyles that we feel guilty about. You have a choice, change it for yourself and show your kids something better, well, that should be the ONLY option. However, some seem to make another choice, they pull their kids into the same lifestyle. Why they do this is only so they can feel better about what they are doing. Most parents want their kids to do far better than them but some, would rather see their kids live in the same state they choose to live. It is the only way they feel better about themselves.
Sometimes our kids choose to live better life than we chose to, some of us are glad and proud. Some then judge their own child for choosing a better life. They choose to be angry with their child because they took a different path. This is not parenting, this is jealously, jealousy that you didn’t have the guts to change. You then try and manipulate any situation to make them look bad. You let your own low values destroy what little of relationship you remain to have with your child. To continue this behaviour you will find yourself one day to be alone. However, you could start changing that by acting your age and grow up. It is straight shameful that society’s kids are growing up far faster than their own parents!
As I write my book about the violence I lived in, I am forced to revisit the past. I see where and why I walked into it. I remember thr feeling I had. I never had an identity for myself and at 42 I still do not. I was the lonely fat girl who so desired love. Mamas we have got to teach and show our children better.
I made so many mistakes on what I showed my girls on how it should be. My examples could only be mistakes for them to learn from. Our girls must know that love is not hard! We may have stages that we work in but loving someone should never be hard. Our sons, we must show how to be real men. Manners and respect are not options, they are a must!
To any child, we should teach them to find who they are and be them! I became wife and mama, never just Lila. Who am I, I ask at this age. I find that I tell my kids this continuously now. Seems this is more of what us females do. We find the “man of our dreams” and we revovle everything around them, we focus on them. Along come our kids and we focus on them. Where are we at? We get lost in there somewhere, but we must find and keep our identity. To be completely happy in this life we must not forget about ourselves or we will wake up one day mad at others. Most of the time we give up who we are because we chose to, in some cases we were forced to but for the most part we did it without anyone asking. Living this life is not just for your loved ones, it is for you also. Do not forget about you, you deserve to dream, love, and live!