Look, sometimes you just get down…or at least I do. I make SUCH a big deal about it that I make it worse.

Why do I do that? I have an idea of why…it’s the one who comes to steal, kill, and destroy…the devil. He doesn’t want to see me happy. (Or anyone for that matter!)

I’m doing a lot. I have this time line of abuse to fill out, school, the almost FOUR year old 😩 that needs to be up under my feet at ALL times or the world will end, my most important relationships, which by the way are all taking a LOT of work right now, my mile long to-do list, and more.

**insert Billy Mays, “But wait! There’s more!”**

I couldn’t help myself…absolutely HAD to add it, lol 😂. My point is that I am swamped and it’s stressful…and sometimes I just get down. Like a normal human. Everyone has bad days. Literally. Everyone. HOWEVER, my really cool chemical imbalance in my head that causes depression says, “OH no bitch, it’s the end of the world!” And then it snowballs.

I’ve GOT to learn how to control my own mind more. Do you know how many problems that would solve?!? I don’t…but I know it’s an overwhelming amount.

So…that’s one more thing to add to my to-do list or my “get your life together and make it snappy you don’t have time to waste” list. Whatever…I’ve got this…well, I’ve got God, and HE’S got this.