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missysunshine 
8:51pm Sunday
I used to enjoy the morning getting up and drinking a cup of tea and watching my favorite morning shows. Peacefully starting my day. Before my Dad died I would hear him every morning coming in from work and making his way to the kitchen and the coffee pot. He would yell down the steps "good morning Missy"
Now I open my eyes and immediately have to concentrate on my breathing because I wake up to panic and dread. I cannot get out of bed because of an overwhelming sense of fear. I hide under the covers and try my hardest to go back to sleep because it is better when I am asleep. I miss my good mornings, I miss my old self, I miss my happiness.
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Missy,
You can have that all again. I know easier said then done but I would encourage you to take time to read the book of Psalms there are so many passages of comfort and peace and healing that the lord has for us all. I know that the lord can restore you because you are here for a purpose and the lord has plans. I would ask that you keep you mind on the postive things you have in your life and you will start to see the negative ones leave. I am here if you nee and friend. Kristen:)
Kristen37
Thank you Kristen I most definitely need a friend.
missysunshine