You who have sat with a bottle of pills and wondered if this fight is worth it, I have done that also.
You who can't get out of bed sometimes because simply its too dark, I've done it.
You who can't shake the feeling that something awful is going to happen to you, I feel that also sometimes.
And all I can offer is that the night moments won't last forever. It will feel like it. Let friends be there, and to not let shame win. And for me, I have to invite God into the chaos, even if I wrestle with Him more than I sit with Him. He can handle everything you've to say, and for me lately...its a lot of wrestling and yelling and really honest words of how I'm feeling. Before today is over, I can feel the bruises of the wrestling already, and my cheeks are raw from tears that just keep coming, and for me, still the nagging fear of being left.
But after the night, morning will come, and the sun will rise, and you will be able to breathe again. And smile again. These moments don't last forever.
Note: I've no clue who will read this, but I do know that for me, I have to talk. If you have noone to talk to, please email me at firstname.lastname@example.org. I want to listen. And its important that you are heard.