this is for the sugar free challenge... it was hard to scrap.. something i havnt 100% let out.. it feels good.
journaling: Its something I have battled with my entire life, and never exactly knew. Since i was a little child i saw things differently,felt things differently, and always looked at the glass being half empty. During highschool i cut my self, cried for no reason, and never felt able to tell my parents anything. I married my love of my life and moved away. thought life would get easier, but only worse. Marriage was hard, especially at 19. then the last straw, we misscarried. i blamed my self for days, bawled until i couldnt breathe. i was finally diagnosed with depression. at first i acted like he was wrong, but deep in my heart i knew exactly that he was perfectly right. the hardest thing to do was call my parents and tell them. and i knew how that was going to go, first my mom said okay, then she said are you sure? she can never just take something as it is. i got on medication and for the first time in a very long long time i felt happy. i felt normal, like everyone should feel. i wasnt upset over nothing, i wasn’t bouncing from one mood to the next, i was happy. i was myself. my married sky rocketed to happiness and we moved back to washington to be wtih family, to have stablity in our lives, and we were just living the moment. Then i found out that during the move, my full bottle got misplaced, and i was off the medication for 2 weeks. my heart raced, i was always yelling, on the defence, mad at everyone, and wished i was back in counceling. i couldnt handle being around anyone, not even my husband. it was then that i really realized that for the rest of my life i will battle with Depression. Im still on medication and will be for a long time, but with the help i have recieved and the faith i hold i will one day beat it.
credits: black bg, ribbon, wings, woven lables, and straight stitching- dani mogstad crazy love
zig zag stitching, ruler, and staples- Dani mogstads Hard @ play
