Have you ever woken up and been like, “Dang it. Why is it not Friday yet?” Well, that is me about 50% of the time. Every day is a marathon, believe me. You wake up, get dressed, brush your teeth, and eat breakfast. Then you catch the bus, sitting for way too long, and then get to school and start the day.
And that is just the beginning. You then have to get through school, which can be so much work and stress that you come home and want to sleep, but you still have to go to school tomorrow. Everyday you do the same thing. And after a while, you get so tired and stressed to the point where you hate school or your job.
For me, I have some good days, some bad days, and some days where I’m all happy and cheerful and ready to take on the world. Other days it’s all I can do to get through the day without dying. To be honest, Mondays are the worst for me. I usually don’t feel great and it’s the start of the week and basically… everything seems impossible on Mondays.
There have been a couple Mondays already this year where I’m like, “Nope, I can’t do this, I’m done, I want to go home, I feel sick, I’m tired, my head hurts…” Then I start to worry if I’m sick, what I will miss if I have to go home. Questions like these run through my head while I try to keep myself from going crazy. I hate having to get up out of my warm bed and be productive. Some days I would rather just sleep and never leave the safety of my comfort zone in my room. Unfortunately, that isn’t an option, so everyday I get up and go to school or do whatever I have to do during the week.
That is life, and yeah, it’s pretty hard. Everyday can be a marathon. But what I learned a couple years ago was to pray. I walk down my very long driveway and just breath in the morning. No matter how cold it is, even if it’s -20 Celsius, I still do it because something about the walk and being able to talk to God and reflect calms me. I can just ask him to help me through the day. Sometimes it feels like he may not be listening, and that I feel like I may be talking to a brick wall. But in these moments where my head starts to spin and I start to worry about everything, he calms me and allows me to remember memories that make me happy and comfort me in the dark. Sometimes it’s hard, but the other thing that helps a whole lot are my friends. They make me laugh, even when I’m not happy or close. They cheer me up and make me forget what I was worried about. They really do help me, even when they don’t know it.
The verse that I love reminds us that God can help me. Trust in the LORD with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways submit to him, and he will make your paths straight. Proverbs 3:5-6. Though it may be out of context, it still helps me, like most of Psalms. I hope this helps you all.