Hopeless.

Today is hard and I only woke up 2 hours ago. Its a similar feeling to when you are ready for the week to be over on Monday. It is so much easier for me to preach to others about grace and kindness to oneself when going through seasons of really rough depression but I cannot seem to take my own advice. I am frustrated with myself. I am not where I would want to be mentally, emotionally, physically, or spiritually. It makes me feel so bad because I have so many blessings in my life that I am grateful for, and yet I am not happy. I don’t want to watch my life go by in black and white because depression won’t let me see in color.