- You Are Not Alone (with Depression & Anxiety)
- Depression Does Not Define You
- What Does Depression Look Like?
- 10 Encouraging Bible Verses to Ease Depression
- Navigating Tough Parenting of Teens: When Your Daughter Wants to Dye Her Hair Blue
- How to Manage Depression and Chronic Pain
- Truths About Depression: Stuff You Don’t Want to Hear
- I Got Punched in the Face This Weekend
- Straight Talk About How to Survive Heartbreaking Grief
- For a Day When You Need Motivation
- Sometimes Grief Comes From Unexpected Places
- For Parents of a Teen Who Had a Near Miss
- 10 Simple Ways to Bring Creativity to Your Life
- A Depression Solution: Speak!
- Q & A with a Therapist about Depression
- 4 Realistic Steps to Motivation When You Are Depressed {Based on Research!)
- How To Get In A Good Mood When Depressed
- Is it Okay to Avoid Pain?
- How Can I Serve If I’m Depressed?
- Do You Have Angry Depression?
- A Room Full of Love: Thoughts After a Loved One’s Suicide
- Top 5 Offbeat I’m Depressed and Nothing’s Gonna Stop Me Now Movies
- What You Need to Know about Postpartum Depression
- Why You Need More Mental Flexibility
- How To Stop Stress Eating
- How to Exercise When You Don’t Feel Like It – 10 Workout Motivation Tips
- A Cure for Panic Attacks: The Potato Chip Method
- Can’t Sleep? Read This at 3:00 AM (When Depression Causes Insomnia)
- Secondary Traumatic Stress: How I Found Healing
- You Were Set Free For a Reason: A Daily Devotion about Freedom in Christ
- If You Write, Please Read This. (Plus, a FREE GIFT for All!)
One of the lies depression whispers is that we are alone in our suffering. You are not alone with depression. So many others relate, and God promises true comfort.
I’m lying on my bathroom floor this afternoon. I cannot will myself to get up.
I don’t recommend this. My bathroom floor is disgustingly dirty. Yuck. It’s one of those floors that even when I clean it, it’s still rather gross. Not that I clean it that often.
I am depressed.
Overall things are on an upswing here. All the kids are in school now. (Cue the mass choir of angels singing.) Praise God in the highest heaven, the school district approved and is paying for an out-of-district placement for our behaviorally challenged child in a day-treatment school. Our family can take a collective breath.
Still, today is Saturday and weekends kind of suck.
When You Wish You Were Someone Else
I hate being the mom that hates having her kids at home. I love my kids. I used to really love my summers and weekends, and I would take the kids all over. We would go to the pool, and to the zoo, and hiking and to parks and museums.
Then we would come home, crash and watch TV, lounging sprawled in the family room, limbs splayed in all directions as we soaked in air conditioning and munched on leftover snacks from the bags and coolers.
I remember when I was Fun Mom.
That was not this summer, and that is not me much me right now. We cannot be that now. I hate that that is not me and that we cannot do that and we cannot be that.
Better But Still Not Well
Even though we are doing better, we are still not well.
I am heartbroken, bitter, and so very very exhausted.
And depressed on my bathroom floor.
Mike is cleaning up to leave for Saturday evening church. He had been Awesome Dad today, stepping in to watch the boys most of the morning.
I have been shuffling kids all week, attending meetings and Back to School nights, arranging therapies, and still making the never-ending phone calls.
Who am I always calling? I don’t know. I hate talking on the phone to Important People. There are always more Important People to call about important things.
Mike is in the shower in the other bathroom. I shift on the uncomfortable surface, and adjust my makeshift towel-pillow.
I hear one of my boys roaming downstairs. The piano is playing. This is good. I know he is accounted for. Then I hear things banging. Something get kicked — boom! This is not so good. Still, I know where he is located.
I hear another child throwing a fit in a bedroom. There’s yelling, “F–k you! F–k you, Mom! I hate you, stupid mom!” I really, really, really dislike when my sweet child goes off like this. We do not talk like this in our house, and our child does not hear that type of language on TV here.
Yet kids with behavior issues seem to be experts at cursing, whether they have much exposure or not. Sort of like boys will turn any rock or stick into a weapon.
Baby Steps Matter: Tiny Glimmers of Progress
I can handle one child with behavior issues but two of them puts me mentally at my breaking point. It’s too much to expect any one family to handle. Yet, here we are.
So, here I am lying on the bathroom floor for awhile.
When it’s time for Mike to leave, I will get up. I’m not so bad off that I can’t get up.
A few weeks ago, I was so bad off that I couldn’t get up. For many days.
I’m making progress.
Plus, it’s really gross down here. Not gross enough to motivate me to clean it, but gross enough that I’ll get up.
You Are Not Alone
One of the lies depression whispers to us is that “You are Alone.” (Read more about the lies depression whispers to us here.)
You are NOT Alone. No one experiences your life, but many of us have walked similar paths. Most important of all, God has promised many times over to never leave or forsake you.
The Hope Toolbox
Throughout this series, each of us is creating My Hope Toolbox, your own personal list of resources you can use for the bad days. Whether it’s go for a run, listen to music, or sit in the sunshine, we all need activities we know will help move us toward healing, even when we don’t FEEL like doing them.
What will you add to your Hope Toolbox today?
Today’s Bible Memory Verse
Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid or terrified because of them, for the Lord your God goes with you; he will never leave you nor forsake you.
Deuteronomy 31:6
Today’s Journaling Prompt
(Click here to download the My Hope Toolbox printable kit, or use a journal of your own.)
Depression often feels incredibly lonely. How can you reach out for help today? How can you help someone else, even in a very small way?
- You Are Not Alone
- Depression Does Not Define You
- What Does Depression Look Like?
- 10 Encouraging Bible Verses to Ease Depression
- When Your Daughter Wants to Dye Her Hair Blue
- How to Manage Depression and Chronic Pain
- Truths About Depression: Stuff You Don’t Want to Hear
- I Got Punched in the Face This Weekend
- Straight Talk About How to Survive Heartbreaking Grief
- For a Day When You Need Motivation
- Sometimes Grief Comes From Unexpected Places
- For Parents of a Teen Who Had a Near Miss
- 10 Simple Ways to Bring Creativity to Your Life
- A Depression Solution: Speak!
- Q & A with a Therapist about Depression
- Research Shows 4 Keys to Motivation When You Are Depressed
- 101 Ways to Boost Your Mood Immediately
- Is it Okay to Avoid Pain?
- How Can I Serve If I’m Depressed?
- Do You Have Angry Depression?
- A Room Full of Love: Thoughts After a Loved One’s Suicide
- Top 5 Offbeat I’m Depressed and Nothing’s Gonna Stop Me Now Movies
- What You Need to Know about Postpartum Depression
- Why You Need More Mental Flexibility
- How to Eat Healthy When You Don’t Feel Like It
- How to Exercise When You Don’t Feel Like It
- A Cure for Panic Attacks: The Potato Chip Method
- Can’t Sleep? Read This at 3:00 AM
- Do You Have Secondary Traumatic Stress?
- You Were Set Free For a Reason
- If You Write, Please Read This. (Plus, a FREE GIFT for All!)
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June says
Thank You! I need these words. I will read more and hope to be able to get up today.
Sara says
HUGS, June. Sounds like you are going through a tough time. Thinking of you.
Francine says
Your story brings tears to my eyes! I can relate to it! I have a teenage daughter that says those things to me as well. Dealing with her is the reason why I’m so exhausted and depressed.
I’ve locked myself in the bathroom before as well. Thank you for posting your story. Reminds me I’m not alone!
Sara says
It’s not easy! Thank you for sharing so we know we aren’t alone!
Sara says
Sarah, thanks so much for your comment! We have so much in common, both pastor’s wives and even the same first name. 🙂 You are welcome to email me anytime. sara@saraborgstede.com if you want to talk more.
Sarah says
Thank you so much for this series. I just stumbled upon it as I was searching pinterest for ideas to help me cope with my anxiety and depression. I am looking forward to reading more of your blog. I am a pastor’s wife as well, although my husband doesn’t serve a congregation. He is a hospital chaplain so our life revolves around his hospital ministry.
Karen Sebastian says
Love your HOPE Toolbox concept. I just finished my second book on hope that has HOPE Tools. Don’t you just love how the Holy Spirit inspires us uniquely and gifts us from the experiences of our lives. I would love to share more of the common HOPE themes. Blessings!
Karen
Sylvia says
I hear you sister and you are definitely not alone, and now I know I am not either! Thank you for sharing at Faith, Hope, and Love! I look forward to reading more of your posts and hope you’ll link up with us again!
Dianne Strangmeier Thornton says
Sara! What a story!! (i hate to admit that I have a bathroom floor like that, too. glad you found a place to rest for a bit.) My heart resonated with different pieces of your post. I’ve been on the receiving end of angry teenage outbursts — not fun. You think you’ve done everything right … and then. That. Bless you, dear mom! Eager to follow your posts this month.
Kerri Haycook says
It’s true, you are not alone! You can handle this. Breathe and pray continuously.
Rachel Kathrine says
Praying for you Sara, thanks for sharing your blog on the 31 day challenge, it’s lovely getting to know other writers x
Sarah Ann says
What an encouragement to others and a blessing to remember that even on our worst days, there’s always hope. 🙂 I appreciate you sharing your struggles and can relate to many of those strong feelings, which blesses me to know I am not alone. God bless you on your journey and may He give you strength anew each and every day!