Ouch

Read a book, he said. I felt insulted, hurt and disappointed. Why would a new friend do this to me? Somehow I did not say a word, maybe the meds I was taking put me to sleep. Maybe I knew he was saying the truth.

It was a really dark time in my life and I kept it to myself for most of the time. I made a new friend within that time and thought it wise to pour all my burdens on him. Every single time he called, I complained about something or someone. Looking back I would never have called me back if I was in his shoes. Yet he kept calling and I kept talking.

I had not realized how boring and annoying I had become. My pain was all I could think about, I never made time to ask him what he struggled with yet I saddled him with more burdens. Through it all he listened with patience and did his best to support me. All I could pray about was how miserable I felt. If God could get tired of anyone I would have been the first.

Then one day, in the middle of a conversation he just could not take it any more. He said, read a book, followed with a request to send a picture of the book I decided to read. What was a painful comment for me, proved to be the very thing that helped me stand.

Just like my friend said, read a book.

Open your bible first, read. Do not just read, think about what you have read. I am sure that this might sound like prescribing a dancing session to cure a case of typhoid. Totally useless and irrelevant to the situation you are facing but just try it.

Do not forget to read books that build you up too.

When you do that please say a prayer too. Talk to God like a friend.

It sure does get better.

Much Love,

Musings of a God Girl.

PS: If you think you are suffering from depression kindly see a mental health professional.