In my last post, "It Always Works Out", I talked about my financial troubles and asking for help. Something that has been weighing heavily on my mind is the mental stress I was going through. My anxiety levels were through the roof, and I was more depressed than I had ever been in my life. During this time, a thought came to me. I truly understood why people end their own lives. As depressed as I was, I never got to the point where I wanted to commit suicide. But I was fully aware of why others would or already have.
My life had gotten to a point where there was no hope left for me. I know it was just my anxiety talking to me, but I believed it for awhile. There was no way I was ever going to get out of the financial hole I had dug myself in to. At least, not alone. And that's why I called my bishop and accepted free food storage. I knew exactly who to talk to help me solve some of my problems. And I made it through because of the assistance I received.
In past posts, I have compared life to many different things. In this case, life is like a road leading to the sunset. My road hadn't ended yet. Hopefully I still have many miles to go before I reach my sunset. My message to you is to not give up, no matter how difficult life gets. Take some time right now to think of who you can reach out to if your life hits a low point. No one wants to see your road end too early. Keep going strong.
