Depression Hurts

Still trying to figure out what is happening in blogland and I'm mad because I paid $45 for a suggestion that allowed me to post with the new interface, but when I look for my posts they aren't there and I no longer have any followers and I have no idea if anyone will even see this post so I guess I can vent and say what I want to without fear of being exposed.

Wow, I think that's a run-on sentence.

I seem to be doing a lot of run-ons, run-offs, run-ins, and run-outs.

I make a financial over-the-phone mistake and then I run-off at the mouth to some phone rep who has no idea what I'm talking about. I ask for forgiveness.

I have a run-in with a person who I'm looking to avoid because of past conflict.

I have run-out of groceries and pay day is another 5 days away.

I'm once again struggling to keep my head above water.

Like the commercial says, "Depression hurts."

I ache all over like I have the flu. I can hardly talk. My mind and eyes are foggy.

My prayers are many. My feelings are few. My faith still holds.

Kinda like modpodge, I have feelings plastered on top of each other. It would be impossible to peel them all off. They are stuck. I feel stuck.

And still I continue to put layer upon layer.

Knowing that went it's all said and done, He will make something beautiful of my mess.