I'm so glad you bumped this post. I've just read it thru and it has brought tears to my eyes... in a good way. Some of you are young; in the zenith of your life. There is absolutely no doubt in my mind, that you will get thru this and recover, and that the incomprehensible suffering will springboard you into a deeper life.
As I heal, I've felt so alone too. I've done a life review, looked at old pictures, examined my flaws and mistakes.... wondered where my connection to God and holiness has gone. Imagined dying sick, alone and forgotten after living a very inconsequential life. A little person, who didn't really mean anything to anybody.
It's the withdrawal talking. It's like a needle stuck in an old familiar groove.
Little windows lately have convinced me otherwise. Healing is happening.
Someone used the word blind faith... that it was blind faith that moved you forward when all hope is gone.
So that is what I do. I keep doing that loving things that promote healing. Whatever it is in the moment that I can do to love myself and help healing. Cry, but don't cry too long. Make the salad, take the warm bath, do the stretching, go for a walk in nature.... text or call someone.....
Anyways I thank God for this community, and the loving hearts here that weave this web of connection and sanity.
