One door closes….

Life is so precious. How we spend our time really can make or break our spirits. Sometimes we know when something isn’t the right fit for us but for all kinds of reasons we keep trying. When will we learn to listen to that nagging feeling or some might call it our intuition.

Today I walked into a situation that I was trying to make work with the best of intentions, but I left slightly broken and sad. I’d been made to feel I was an invaluable team member, that I had nothing to offer and it HURT. It was the opposite to that strong voice within that tells me I am secure, I am loved, I am worthy. It was as though my soul repelled from these incorrect pictures of me that others had developed. They never saw the real me, the valued me, the me with hopes, dreams and potential.

I determined that I would never visit this place again, that I wouldn’t waste anymore of my precious time and energy on these people. My life has become such a beautiful experience that I have carefully handcrafted to nurture my loved ones, to reach for my dreams and to live a life that I love. Nothing will stand in the way of that. It has cost me everything to fight. I threw my suit of armour down, looked at the empty shell, I walked away and never looked back. I will never look back.

Author: thedepressedcaravan

Hey! I am a passionate advocate for those with depression following my own journey with severe depression. I still have depression however I have found a way with professional help and sheer determination, to reach out to others and to stay connected to life and my local community. I LOVE music, art: watercolour and brush lettering and live to help others. I'm very into self-development and love activities that focus on the beauty in life and simple things.

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