- I’m fat.
- I’m a rubbish mother.
- I don’t help with homework.
- My house is a mess.
- I’m covered in scars.
- Every day, I feel like killing myself.
- I don’t pray enough.
- I don’t read my Bible enough.
- I hate playing with my children.
- I need time alone and get ratty if I don’t get it.
- I’m lazy.
- I’m needy and burdensome.
- I take take take all the time and never give.
- I’m impatient.
- I say I trust in God but I don’t feel him with me.
- I’m hopeless at praying and reading the Bible with the children.
- I don’t call my mum enough.
- I have no contact with my father but take his money.
- I waste money on stuff I don’t need.
- I sin and sin and sin and sin.
- I’m ugly.
- I have no real friends.
- People dread seeing me.
- I don’t like having sex.
- I’m scared of Australia.
- I don’t iron.
- I leave my clothes pegs on the line overnight.
- I get so tired.
- I’m a rubbish driver.
- I nag.
- I hate being touched because it might lead to sex.
- I stay up late when Ian wants to sleep, and go to bed early when he wants me to stay up.
- I keep praying for God to take my life.
- I keep fantasising about jumping off that motorway bridge.
- I’m a terrible friend.
- I’m self-obsessed.
- I want to self-harm so much.
- I can’t go into the chemist without wanting to buy enough tablets to wipe myself out.
- My kids are known to social services because of me.
- I drink too much because it numbs the feelings.
- I don’t feel that God cares.
- I don’t think he listens to me.
- I’m married to a non-Christian and that means I’m not a proper Christian.
- I want to go to sleep and never wake up.
- I want to die.
- I want to die.
- I want to die.
- I want to die.
- I don’t know how to do it but
- I want to die.
Lucy. I’m so sorry. Depression is a beast. And that’s what this is. Not you. Not the truth. It’s easy to say that to someone else, but I fight to say the same things to myself. Everyone else does not have together. You are not alone. I know it’s hard to go back to the CPN, but that would be a great step if you felt able to. Praying for you and cheering you on and thankful for you and your ministry. xxxxx
Thank you Emma. It’s all so damned hard – as I know you know xx