I woke up today with the desire to self-harm.
I looked across the room and saw a pair of scissors lying on the floor. I reached over and threw them out of sight. Who knows where those landed.
Something, no a couple things, rang out in my mind: Why, oh, why am I so needy? I take everything far too personally! WHY AM I SO NEEDY?!?!?!?!?!?!
I looked over and saw my Bible. Instantly filled with revulsion, I looked away. There is no way someone like me could read the Bible, after what happened two days ago.
But, no. No! I'm supposed to be fighting against that! What happened two days ago is entirely in the past; I must keep it there. So even though something in my head was screaming, No! No! No!, I picked up that Bible and read 2 Corinthians 4. Best. Passage. Ever.
2 Corinthians 4:8,9:
"We are hard pressed on every side, but not crushed; perplexed, but not in despair; persecuted, but not abandoned; struck down, but not destroyed."
Warrior, you may be hard pressed on every side, but you are not - you can never be crushed. Perplexed, perhaps, but not in despair. Persecuted, but not abandoned. Struck down, but not destroyed. Never, ever, ever destroyed.
And we will fight, together. Because sometimes, that's the only thing left to do.