To the mom who’s struggling with depression, I see you.

To the mom who struggles to get up in the morning, I see you. 

To the mom who pushes through to get just one thing done, I see you.

To the mom who feels the weight of EVERYTHING and isn’t even sure how she’s managing to keep going, I see you.

To the mom who feels exhausted and can’t find rest, I see you.

To the mom who feels so alone, I see you.

To the mom who won’t admit she’s down because she doesn’t want to disappoint anyone, I see you. 

To the mom who feels trapped, I see you.

To the mom that wishes she could genuinely smile and laugh with her kids, I see you. 

To the mom that gave her all, all day, but lies down with regrets every night, I see you. 

To the mom that walks under an invisible cloud of heaviness, I see you. 

To the mom who loves her kids, but feels like she’s always irritated, frustrated, and disappointed, I see you.

To the mom who feels like she was dealt a bad hand, I see you. 

To the mom who wishes she were different, I see you.

To the mom who has tried her hardest to fake it, I see you.

 

You aren’t alone. You are not forgotten.  

You may feel abandoned. You may feel hopeless. Don’t give up. You’re still here. You’re still breathing. Fight another day.  God’s not done with your story.