Yikes. I'll need to take the bull by the proverbial horns with the prompt for the day. Writing about my challenge of the year is a challenge itself; I ask myself how much do I reveal? In the end raw honesty rules because I'm not ashamed of my challenge and I'm not afraid to say I made it through the rough patch of 2009 a stronger person. So be it.
Challenge. Something that really made you grow this year. That made you go to your edge and then some.What made it the best challenge of the year for you?
Depression is an illness, a treatable condition, a potentially life threatening disease.
I know this miserable state of being inside and out. For the last few years I've been in the grip of its jaws more than I have been free of its tenacious hold on me. Summer 2009 was a turning point when my world felt like it was crashing down around me, when hope literally dried up, when my soul asked only to be free of never ending emotional pain.
My biggest challenge was to listen to my heart, to hear the concerned words of people who love me, and to take one tiny step, and then another, and then another to reach a point where I laid myself bare, vulnerable and empty of spirit. I asked for help, knocked down the walls around me, and cried out, "Tell me what to do and I'll do it." The courage to walk away from what wasn't working and forge into what was to be the healing unknown was the challenge.
I am well. I am well again.