Dear Younger Me
Dear Younger Me, I know it’s hard right now—growing a family, juggling responsibilities, and facing days that feel never-ending. You question yourself constantly, wondering if you’re doing anything right. You put on a brave face, acting like you’ve got it all together, and you even speak to others as if you do. But at night, when the world goes quiet, you lie awake—frustrated, unfulfilled, sad, and wondering why it seems so easy for everyone else. You’re balancing a marriage, children, a job, and church, and it’s overwhelming. You’re constantly waiting for something to fall apart. Still, there are moments of great joy when you look at your husband and children. Laughter is often the only thing that keeps you going. But deep down, you hide behind your family, hoping that if you stay invisible, no one will notice you’re crumbling under the weight of it all. I remember when “Resentment” moved in, bringing along his friends “What If” and “Why.” They spoke to me daily, and I buried th...