So I've been meaning to write this post since Wednesday, but in a happy turn of events, life got in the way.
So 4th November 2015 marks one whole year since the lowest I have ever felt in my whole life. (Soz for the depressing start to this blog post). I was extremely close to giving up. The closest I have ever been, and hopefully I'll never get that close again. However, one year on, this last week especially, I have been feeling the happiest that I have been in a very long time.
I'm a Christian, and I know that there is no way that I could have got through my problems without relying on God. I know that not everyone believes in God or in any higher power at all really; but I know that for me, He has been my hope and my provider, and the reason that I've got through the storms I've faced.
I'm not that strong a person; I never have been. I'm a pushover, and I'm lazy, and I get jealous very easily, and I care too much what others think of me- which is how I know that I didn't get through this stuff in my own strength. A verse that I have come to really love recently is this (which you'll have seen if you follow me on twitter):
"He knows where I am going; and when he tests me, I will come out as pure as gold."- Job 23:10
I'm covered, wherever I go.
Life is good, and I'm moving onwards and upwards every single day.
"My life is a rollercoaster that only goes up." - John Green, The Fault In Our Stars