Being Happy....in a Miserable World

Lately, I have been struggling with depression. It's not diagnosed or anything, I don't take medicine, or want to kill myself. I am just really sad.

It starts with relationships. Several friendships disappeared, through no fault of my own, and in their place stood "enemies" who discluded me and rejected me. I began to question who I was, and why no one seemed to be interested in a good friendship. Was I socially-awkward, or had a mental problem that no one ever told me about?

Then school turned against me. My plans for the future, my beloved social work major at Cairn, all seems to be in jeopardy now because of money, or the lack of it. I became renewed with bitterness towards my Dad and jealousy towards  my fellow seniors whose carefree lives enable them to go to college, no worries.

Because I had no hope for my future, and no one to talk to about it, I became depressed. I shut myself off from everyone mentally, and I cried many nights.

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The above is a real struggle of mine. But it is also a sin. 

Because GOD.

I shouldn't be depressed. This world is not all there is, it's the worst there is, for me.

Jesus saved me. I am a child of God. How can I have no hope when the King made me His daughter?!

And so, while the things and circumstances that led to my struggle with depression are still very much real and continuing, I can be happy and rejoice in the midst of it.

Because God.