as I lay in bed, depressed, and hear my little granddaughter downstairs singing away, with little cares in the world, I wonder what happened to me. Where did that happiness go? How did life get so complicated, so troubled. Will I ever sing again?
sadness: as I lay in bed, depressed... - Anxiety and Depre...
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About an hour ago I was feeling anxious and overwhelmed by the amount of negativity and nonsense propaganda I see... and angry about there being problems I am unable to change. I am fortunate enough to have someone to vent to, it helped... now I'll focus on something nicer. I think it's important for us to take time to get away from the things that get us down and try to focus on the nicer things in our life- even when it means going through the motions, because going through the motions might just lead to genuinely enjoying something.
Sawdust23, see through the eyes of a child, believe with the heart of a child
and you will sing again. xx
Yes you will. Right next to that little girl. Hugs and prayers up to you. The storm will pass Sawdust.