bad occurrences today that I’m trying to let go of +scary thoughts . anyone have something good to share about? I could use some good news

[Starrlight]

Feeling misunderstood. Sad. Being good towards myself trying to believe yes I do deserve it. I wish I ..... I wish I didn’t..... I wish I wish and pray so hard and feel like I get teased with freedom then put back in the fire and dream of the next heaven that someday will cease to exsist. Waiting to solve a problem; waiting for time to pass until I am more grounded, at peace is a hope, figure out some goals. Or I could become lost to you under the dirt. intrusive thoughts playing games with my mind. I feel very sensitive and on edge. Trying to stay in the present moment. The tune is way off. Waiting to get it right for once and for the last time.

[mrmonk]

I wish I knew what to say to comfort you, Starrlight, but I know words on a page will only go so far. So, instead, I am sending you a song that I hope will give voice to some of what you are feeling and help carry you through this rough patch, courtesy of the glorious Florence Welch:

youtu.be/KkTQVSGP440(Not working as expected?)

[Starrlight in reply to mrmonk]

That is beautiful! Thank you so much I think I will be listening to that again.

[mrmonk in reply to Starrlight]

You're welcome, my friend! Belt out that chorus at the top of your lungs when you're feeling low or lost -- shake it out!

[Starrlight in reply to mrmonk]

*Huge smile*

[Agora1]

Starrlight, I've come back to your post several times and still don't know what to say.

Sometimes saying nothing but showing it with support can help. I hope that's

the case. Know that I care and am sending you love. xx

[Starrlight in reply to Agora1]

Agora, thank you so very much for supporting me with beautiful care and love. I appriciate you so!

[JEG325]

I was lost too. I had several vitamin deficiencies that I've mentioned in several posts and replies to other people's posts. Correcting those deficiencies helped but, I want to focus on something else for a few minutes. Where I'm living now, I was introduced to my counselor, name of Moriah. Moriah was 24 when I met her and I was 57. How can a young whippersnapper tell someone my age anything? Right? Wrong! For the first few weeks I was incredibly sick, weak & barely able to function at all. I also refused to trust Moriah. I only told her what I thought she wanted to hear. But, as I began to recover some physically, I realized something. My counselor really did care. Long story short? After 6 weeks or so, I opened up and I let her in. We had some marathon talk sessions, one that ran 2 hours and 40 minutes. Several other ran over 2 hours. Though her words were somewhat religious laced, her overwhelming concern, care and worry over my mental & physical health finally reached all the way down to the core of my heart. After I let her in I started recovering right away. Her support in my life enabled me to be strong enough to do other things like look up my own health problems because I found the doctors in my life sadly lacking. That's what I wanted to share with you. Moriah proved to me that there's a light at the end of the tunnel. There's always a light at the end of the tunnel. I will talk to you whenever you need it. Someone helped me and I'm gonna pass it on. Be strong & good luck.

[Starrlight in reply to JEG325]

Great story of hope and love. Thank you for sharing it.