I lay here in bed at 12:24 AM, so disoriented and detached from reality.
Everything feels so overwhelming right now. It makes me feel a little better to know I’m not alone, yet sad to know I’m not alone.

I’m quitting my job tomorrow. I have to. My mental health, now my physical health, are both declining and I can’t continue on feeling this way. I have no appetite, not eating and I’ve lost more weight than I had ever wanted in the past 2 months.
The amount of money I’m getting paid doesn’t fulfill whatever emptiness is consuming me.

Right now, I feel disappointed and a little bit like a failure.
But I’m also relieved in knowing there is a greater calling out there.
It will ALL be okay.

God Bless.
Stay Strong.

This is the beginning to my recovery.