Ok, I guess we can be open, here, right? Well, ok, I'LL go first. Soon after Christmas, I ran out of antidepressants, and was unable to refill, as we had a couple more weeks until the new (YAY!) insurance was to begin coverage. SO, I think you may see where this is leading. Yeah, it's always interesting when I go to this place in me. Similarly to the last time I recall this happening, (I probably took myself off that time, but not certain) I felt like I could relate a lot to Jeremiah, who was known as "The Weeping Prophet". I'm reminded of how it's said that the life of a Prophet is a lonely one (Not a real "people pleasing" kinda gig, you know). As a person with a family that depends on me to function as much as possible, it's hard to think that God would want me to be like that all the time. Then again...? So, I'm here, in this in-between space. Not wanting to say much more b/c I'm aware of my vulnerability, moreso than usual.
Have you ever been in this place, or in a close relationship with someone who was? Please tell me more...
I asked the Big Guy if he'd be willing to do a guest-post sometime, to share what this time for me, is like for HIM. I know it's not pleasant at all. Daily life with a Woman OF A Certain AGE has to be difficult enough, right?!
AnTway, I hope you are well, warm, and fed. This Too Shall Pass.
Blessings and thanks for reading.