So. My depression and anxiety has me in it’s grasp! Just one of my “demons” trying to take control once again. It’s a daily struggle. It would be so easy to give in, to say “screw it”, to just let go. “It” is so strong! I am so weak. The pain is so bad. It’s getting harder and harder to function every day. I feel worthless, useless, tired of fighting, tired of trying, tired of living….. My demon promises peace, quiet, no pain, no stress, no worries….. It sounds so good. Too good. Too good to be true. I have to keep fighting. I am stronger than my depression. I am stronger that my pain. I can choose to push harder, exert myself, stretch my limits. Ignore the negative thoughts and replace them with positive ones. I matter. I am not alone. I can beat this. I’ve been down before and I came back stronger than ever. This is only temporary. This mood will lift. I will find a reason to smile. Even laugh. Life is worth living. If you’re going through hell, keep going. Screw you Demon! I’m in charge today and I want to fight! So back off! Let’s kick it in the ass fellow warriors! Carry on and always keep fighting! 💕