This is the story of how i met my spirit guide for the first time. Very unexpected.
Tag: mental health
I was very ready to leave Earth. I was screaming inside, pleading for help. I was wet with sweat, I hadn’t left my bed in days. What day is it? “Please take me. I can’t do this anymore.” I begged for help as I wept. “Please, please help me! I can’t stay here anymore I can’t do it!” I remember crying it out loud. In a bid to get through…
The Shame, the fear. The doing so well, you think your have recovered, but then boom. The darkness creeps back like a layer of gloom, illuminating my demons. Yesterday it was light. Is this just a learning curve /curse? Trying to embrace that uncomfortable energy that radiates out my fingertips. This is where I would normally take the most drugs. The only way to not live another year like this…