Okay, so, I’ve been going through a really tough time lately. It felt like everything was just falling apart, and I was losing control of, well, everything. I was feeling super down, and to be honest, I wasn’t even sure how to deal with it all. But I decided I needed to do something, anything, to try and pull myself out of this pit.
I started with a simple decision. I chose to look for just one good thing each day. It could be the smallest thing, like the sun shining or a good cup of coffee. This sounds simple enough, I know, but honestly, when you’re in the middle of a dark time, even this feels tough. But I did it, I pushed myself to do it.
Then I thought about those “three Cs” I heard about somewhere: choose, connect, and communicate. I already started on choosing, so I moved on to connecting. I reached out to a couple of close friends, just to talk, vent, whatever. It wasn’t easy to open up, but I forced myself to do it, and boy, did it make a difference. Just having someone listen, you know? It made me feel a whole lot less alone in all this mess.
- Choose: I chose to find one positive thing each day.
- Connect: I connected with my close friends.
- Communicate: I opened up and shared my feelings.
Next up was communication. This went hand-in-hand with connecting. I not only talked to my friends, but I also started to pray more. I’m not talking about formal prayers, but more like just pouring out my heart to God. I just said whatever was on my mind, all the hurt, the confusion, everything. I would keep saying “Be merciful to me, Lord”. I asked for strength, for guidance, for anything that could help me get through this.
I kept up this routine – finding something to be grateful for, connecting with my friends, and communicating with God. And slowly, things started to shift. It wasn’t like a light switch flipped or anything, but I started to feel a little lighter, a little more hopeful. It was like those small steps were chipping away at the darkness.
My Realization
Then one day, it hit me. I felt a sense of peace that I hadn’t felt in a long time. It was like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders. I realized that all those prayers, all those conversations, all those little moments of gratitude had actually made a difference. They were answered. It was then I said to myself, “Thank you for prayers answered.”
I still have tough days, of course. Life isn’t suddenly perfect. But now, I have these tools to help me cope, to help me remember that even in the darkest of times, there’s always something to be thankful for, there are always people who care, and there’s always a higher power who’s listening. And I’m sure it’s because of that I feel a lot better now.
