Hello, friends. Another day of struggle mixed with a few positive moments has passed. I know that not everyone here is religious or believes in the same things, but I just wanted to share this verse that helps me when I'm at low points. Even if you're not religious, there may be something that brings you comfort here.
"And I am convinced that nothing can ever separate us from God’s love. Neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither our fears for today nor our worries about tomorrow—not even the powers of hell can separate us from God’s love."Romans 8:38
It's comforting to know that I am always loved even when I can't love myself; that no matter what I'm struggling with, I am still loved. Unconditionally. I readily admit that I'm not "the perfect Christian" by society's standards, because I've messed up and made so many mistakes in my life (honestly, there's no such thing as a perfect Christian other than Jesus himself). I don't have to be perfect, and neither do you. We are loved. Always. And when my depression tells me that's not enough, I know it's a lie. No matter what you're dealing with or what has happened in the past, you are loved. Some days, knowing that is the only thing that helps me (and some days it doesn't help as much, and that's ok). I'm so proud of you for fighting, and I'm so thankful to have a diverse community to speak with about my struggles with these diseases. Thank you for being here. ❤️