How do you get through such a season? Alone, but not alone, and one step at a time.
In life I have had over a dozen mountainous piles of shi-, I mean poo, placed before me. If you don't work your way through it...Well, hear me when I say this, it'll sling shot it's way into the present! Splat! Poo in the face! Splat! Poo right before you again. Ew, gross, nasty. Maybe poo is a bad metaphor...
A hundred people can cheer for you, they can be there to talk you through the steps, carry you in their prayers and equip you with God's word, but they cannot carry you through your messy situation. The only way you're getting through it is if you take that first step. Oh, and the next step too, and the one after that as well, and all of them, every, single, one, however many there may be, until you get through it.
Dang. I know! Whys it gotta be like that? So crazy difficult and all that.
I'm not gonna lie facing the past is difficult and all that.
If you should ever brave such a task, beware and prepare!
For it is soul-crushing. Prepare to be devastated.
It is heart-breaking. Prepare to re-familiarize yourself with the fetal position and cry buckets.
It is mind-blowing. Prepare to learn and re-learn.
It is tiring. Give yourself permission to get all the healthy rest you need and refuel yourself. I'd like to recommend mini-feasts for one and yummy treats. If there's ever a season to enjoy eating, this is it!
And finally, it is lonely. Those hundred people can only do so much and that's why you're alone but not alone. Find a huge comfy pillow you can hug and cry into. Remember to reach out and find someone who will simply let you say what you need to say. Even if you feel crazy, it's surprising how much crazy talk people who love you will listen to. Talking helps. Even if you cannot gain another persons understanding simply being heard, it helps.
Whether you planned to go through it or it's poo in the face, you can get through it.
I got through it. One step at a time I got through it.
