If you know me at all, you know that for a huge portion of my life I was loud, exuberant, laughing, joking, without a worry in the world.
I haven't felt like that for several years. And I hate that. I don't know if its the infertility issues that we face that I allow to drag me down. I don't know if it's the continued chemical imbalances. I thought my meds had them pretty well-controlled, but lately I've been feeling SO anxious, and nothing seems to help.
Maybe its church. We haven't been faithful church-goers for quite some time. And I find that I need that.
So I'm on this quest to find some joy. I'm tired of moping through life. I want to be happy. I want the joyfulness I used to have. I wonder why I've allowed a little bit of life to steal it away from me....
