A long time ago I made a promise to myself. I promised that I would never purposely ever hurt another human being. There is enough pain in this world caused by humans. I never wanted to be one that adds to other peoples pain.

But then I seem to have forgotten along the way that I am a human. I am not perfect. I have my bad points. The faults have been evident often. And even if I don’t mean to hurt people, sometimes I do with my words or actions.

This week was horrific for a couple of reasons. One, I unintentionally made a joke that ended up hurting somebody deeply. I was very lucky to have them forgive me. I was not so lucky at getting myself to forgive myself.

Depression is horrendous, an emotional roller coaster. I had been riding up high for a long time. When you crash, it seems to take over your entire being again. I thought I had moved past that. It took a lot to accept that I wasn’t able to remain in my little happy world.

This week has been a lot of forgiving myself. Remembering that I’m a good person. Remembering that I’m not perfect. Remembering that I can’t expect everybody else to just know I would never hurt them. Remembering that a lot of people do know I love them.

I have stopped procrastinating this week. Started eating well again. Got all those little chores done that I have been putting off. And I was good to myself this week.

So next week I hope to continue my climb back out of the pit and into the sunlight. Thank you to everyone who is being here to support me, you don’t know how much it’s appreciated.

May I be safe. May I be healthy. May I be happy. May I live with ease.