For many weeks, I have been for lack of a better word – a mess.

I have been suffering in silence. I have thought to myself «What is wrong with me?» and «If my readers could see me now, they would never read another word I write.»

I have hidden this quite well from my unbelieving family. I’m not sure if that was wise, but I think that I was more concerned for them to see that as a Christian, I was doing okay.

 I’m not doing okay.

Occasionally, I will ask my FB brethren for their input on certain matters. I did open up to them a couple of nights ago, asking if any of them were experiencing these mood swings, anxiety, sadness and even anger.

The responses were overwhelming.  These brothers and sisters in Christ opened up their hearts and said that they were battling the same