Whenever I go through periods of depression and sleepless nights, I seem to learn more about my life and how to make things better. I get more organized and thoughtful. I come to peace with more of my past.
At first I was fighting an uphill battle with the negative thoughts and painful memories that were assaulting my psyche. It was tiring and robbing me of sleep and focus. I was consumed with bad memories and horrible regret.
Once I was able to confront those thoughts with positive and balanced thinking(and it took a lot of thinking),
I began to experience inner comfort from my private musings.
I am now grateful for the life I’ve lived so far. The pieces of the puzzle are finally coming into place. My life makes more sense now.
