If I'd not tried to help, I'd feel like a failure. But I did try to help, I did put in the effort, and I didn't get everything done the way I'd hoped i would at those times, but I feel better today knowing that I gave it my best attempts at being helpful.
I never go to sleep now, wondering if it was worth it, now I know that i did it the right way. All attempts are available to fail, but successes can't happen without attempts. It seems pretty apparent that these two have to be partners on the same canvas as i paint my life's story.
I hope anyone who is struggling, will know that they are worth this effort. because in truth, you are.
Peace to you, and I hope you will feel the healing.
How do I keep my body from falling apart?
I know there is something wrong with me, I just don’t know what it is. 
Can anyone recommend a good type of exercise for depression? 
Can't explain what I am feeling. 
Something is wrong but I don't know what?
