I know I was supposed to start counting weeks and nor days but I feel I should give some words of encouragement to everyone here that is going through a rough patch.
Yesterday was really the first bad day I had in a while due to moving back to my home state, I over done it with the packing, loading, driving at night then unloading before morning. The kids and I got up with maybe 2 hours of sleep on the floor and headed into town to take care of business for school. I know I pushed myself to much but glad I did, we can rest this weekend (last night I got some rest)
I feel tired but great this morning so I know the huge depression spell I had all day with the fatigue was lacking of sleep so my mind was screaming "PILLS" all day. I want this more now than ever, just.
For those starting out on their journey, it's not going to be an easy task, it might not seem like it when you're at day 1 or you might be on your 7th day (I had a bad 7th day lol) and it might seem impossible to push through,,, but you can. It does get better, everyday isn't going to be the best but you will start forgetting about the w/d's.
I'm praying for each one of you because I know it's a tough battle.
((John))