Hello, old heartache, familiar friend. Tisn’t been long, but has been longer than
before. I must say, I’ve come to expect
you and am no longer as shocked by your appearances. I now know you’re not an enemy to be feared
but rather a part of me, a part of life, and I shall treat you as such. I choose to face you, but I will not embrace you. I will not allow you to control my day or
bombard my thoughts. This doesn’t change
the depth of pain or the sorrow I feel.
The ache of unfulfilled dreams and the longing for something more,
something better, still tug at my heart.
My innermost being still cannot comprehend the tragedy you represent,
and my brain cannot process the changes that have come because of it.
There are many who seem so far ahead of me in the healing
process – how I long to be farther than where I am! So many days I feel like I am all alone. Yet I see in my life and heart the progress I
have made, by God’s grace, and I’m humbled that He’s never let me down or let
me go. He has used you to teach me so
many lessons, and I don’t think I would trade any of them. Yes, I often have thought I would rather not
see you so much or ever, for that matter; but I know that you bring with you
the peace and presence of my Father in ways that I could never have imagined.
I’m so grateful to know that I don’t have to live with the
stigma of depression or loneliness, for it is a part of life, for some people
more than others. I don’t have to be
ashamed or embarrassed of what my past holds or the hurt it has brought me, but
rather I can talk about it. I can expose
you - the ugly part of my life - and perhaps, bring comfort to someone who is
living with their own ugly. Maybe a
forgotten soul or someone who has never been allowed or encouraged to speak up
will know that it is okay to recognize pain and to feel it.
You aren’t a good friend, and you’re no fun to be
around. But, you are a real part of life;
a part that is so often hidden or ignored, which I believe only strengthens
your resolve and gives you power you don’t deserve. So I will face you, not embrace you. I will not tremble when I feel you
coming. I may dislike, even loathe you,
when I see you. But I will face you head
on, knowing that I have God on my side; and He will face you with me, as He has
always done.
Hello, old heartache, familiar friend. I feel you fighting me today. I will face you but not embrace you.