It isn't necessarily about doing something to take the pain away. But rather sitting in our individual circumstances. Taking a deep breath. Loving ourselves well. Doing what we can to help ourselves. And waiting on God. A tricky balance for sure.

So it seems this depression, this breakdown, well - it brought me to my knees. And I recognized yet again how fragile my mind is, and yours, too. Call it spiritual warfare. Call it whatever you may. A breakdown is no joke.

In the end, I know that keeping things hidden in the dark feed the shame. So it's something I've tried to be transparent about slowly but surely over the last year.