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Journal

Quiet stories for hard days — about depression, panic, burnout and the long road of getting help. Written to keep you company, not to treat you.

  1. No. 28 · · Rest

    Thursday evening, I soaked my feet in warm water

    First-person story of an evening that began with not knowing how to rest, and ended with a basin of warm water. Psalm 23:2 (WEB)

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  2. No. 27 · · Worry

    Thursday morning, the card due-date alert rang first

    First-person story of a Thursday morning when a card payment alert had me counting the same number again. 1 Peter 5:7 (WEB)

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  3. No. 26 · · Fatigue

    Wednesday evening, I borrowed a folding stepladder from next door

    A first-person story of a Wednesday evening when I tried to change a dead ceiling light alone and went next door to borrow a stepladder. It holds the evening I read Psalm 121:2 (WEB).

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  4. No. 25 · · Anxiety

    Wednesday morning, the red light at the crosswalk felt endless

    A first-person story of a Wednesday morning at a crosswalk on the way to work, when my mind ran ahead of me. It holds the morning I read Psalm 46:10 (WEB).

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  5. No. 24 · · Rest

    Tuesday Evening, a New Leaf on the Windowsill Plant

    A first-person story of a Tuesday evening when I found a tiny new leaf on the windowsill pot and looked at it a long while. Lamentations 3:23 (WEB)

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  6. No. 23 · · Fatigue

    Tuesday Morning, My Bag Was Heavy for No Reason

    A first-person story of an office worker who, at the front door on a Tuesday morning, found the bag unusually heavy and emptied it out. Matthew 11:28 (WEB)

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  7. No. 22 · · Rest

    Monday Evening, I Hung Tomorrow's Shirt on the Door

    A first-person story of an office worker who, after work on a Monday, hung tomorrow's shirt on the door and tried to close the day. Psalm 4:8 (WEB)

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  8. No. 21 · · Anxiety

    Monday Morning, Watching the Elevator Numbers Come Down

    A first-person story of an office worker who felt the week already weighing on them at the elevator on a Monday morning. Isaiah 41:10 (WEB)

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  9. No. 20 · · A hurt heart

    On Sunday Afternoon, a Remark from Last Week Lingered

    A first-person story of an office worker who, on a Sunday afternoon, was still carrying a casual remark heard last week. Psalm 147:3 (WEB)

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  10. No. 19 · · Fear

    On Sunday Morning, I Took Out the Bicycle on the Balcony

    A first-person story of an office worker who, on a Sunday morning, took out the bicycle that had stood on the balcony for months. Joshua 1:9 (WEB)

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