I have a perspective that some people might be shocked to see - because we don’t often admit weakness or struggles and we told to “stay strong”, “it’ll get better”, “be positive” (I even say it sometimes).
Especially as Catholics (Christians) life really IS just like a rollercoaster. 🎢
You go up reeeeaally slowly and only stay up there for a split second then you fall back down so fast your stomach does flips. That’s been me for my entire adulthood so I guess I’m just kind of used to it. Every time something good happens I know tragedy or heartache is coming soon ten fold.
That’s why I’ve become a realist. Not a pessimist, not an optimist. I trust God that He has a plan for me, YES - but God never promised sunshine and rainbows 🌈 until after the darkness, sufferings, storms, and floods.
Being realistic means not getting your hopes up for something you have no control over, but still keeping your faith that God has a lesson or reason for everything. And this type of thinking works for me, and it works for some other people close to me in my life who struggle like so many of us do.
With every single plunge to the bottom, God sends me people. Sometimes they are people I’ve known for ever and sometimes they are brand new people placed very specifically into my life for that particular season. But nonetheless, I have my people who I can call or text when I’m truly feeling like I’m “on the ledge.”
Do you have your people?
Do you need some?
***(I’m a mental health nurse and certified advocate: When I post or write something I am using my PAST experiences or some from others’ I’ve helped to pass it on to more people - I am not posting because I’M currently struggling- but TY for those who reach out with concern )***
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