There will be days...

There will be days when we don’t know what to do.

When conventional “wisdom” would tell us to do one thing but our guts and hearts and souls tell us to do another.

And there is no right answer because of all the unknowns.

So we feel stuck in the inaction and the questions and the should I or shouldn’t I and we go down a rabbit hole of over analyzing and self doubt and feeling like no matter what choice we make it will be the wrong one.

Depression is a motherfucker. And so is trauma.

They both can and do wreak havoc in our relationships. With others. With ourselves.

We can sometimes forget what another person is experiencing because our own pain is so deep. And we can’t come at anything with compassion or love or care because all we are feeling is the hurt and the wanting to crawl out of our skin and run far and wild and try to escape and dear gods we will take everyone down with us in the process.

Which isn’t fair or right or loving and still that is where we were in that moment and if we co…