Old thoughts

I found this journal entry I wrote during the worst of my depression, and it made me happy.

Jan 7, 2007

My thoughts want me to believe that my life is too much, that my struggles are too hard. That I will always be overwhelmed. God, don’t let me believe them. They want me to believe that I can’t change the patterns in my life. They want be to believe that I have tried and failed too many times and that I am foolish to try again. They want me to give up. But God, I want to believe that the next times will be the one that takes. Always the next time.