This week hasn’t been my best. It’s been a roller coaster of depression/anxiety/stress and overall exhaustion (thanks toddler!). I blogged it on Monday a few words at a time (literally) and then didn’t post. I didn’t have the energy. I didn’t have the words. It sounded worse than it probably was.
Then there was today.
I met someone who I think (and hope) will change my life. ::ok daytime emmy::
No really. I do.
I met with a new counselor today and for the first time in a long time, I see a light at the end of the tunnel. I see hope and I can’t even put into words how giddy I am at the prospect that someone can truly help me be better. Be me. Be Jess again.
I am so thankful for the connections and the friends in my life that care enough to look out for me. To tell me when I’m not ok. To patiently listen to the crazy, to the self-absorbed blahblahblah.
I have hope.