The foundation isn’t going to crack. Maybe get a little weather-worn but paint will fix it up and we’ve got plenty of that in the form of laughter.
I don’t think anyone could have saved me. Not Jesus, not the warmth of a small child, not a favorite song or a cry from a friend, “How could you be so selfish?!”
How did they not see – how to we not see – that it isn’t about selfishness. It’s about escaping from a prison. You can’t tell me to hold on when absolutely nothing within me believes there is anything worth holding on for.
I hope that if nothing else, this post might serve as a motivator for people with backgrounds like mine to realize that self care – even at the cost of job performance, time, money and relationships – is very, very important.