Summary

The author expresses the struggle with feelings of hopelessness, dread, and anxiety, acknowledging the necessity of embracing these emotions to overcome them and find inner peace.

Abstract

The author of the article shares a deeply personal account of grappling with despair, chronic fatigue, and crippling anxiety that disrupts daily life and creative expression. Despite efforts to alleviate these feelings through exercise, prayer, and other distractions, the author finds that these emotions are deeply rooted and require full acceptance to be resolved. The article emphasizes the importance of acknowledging and experiencing these darker emotions as a necessary step towards healing, growth, and the eventual return of hope, love, and joy. The author encourages readers to endure through these challenging times, reminding them that they are not alone and that these feelings are a natural part of the human experience.

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The author believes that it is important to embrace feelings of hopelessness and dread as they are part of being human.
There is an expressed fear of the author's own anxiety and the potential impact on their health and creativity.
The author suggests that some internal issues cannot be resolved through external means alone and must run their course.
Journaling is seen as a way to confront and navigate through emotional turmoil.
The author holds the view that crying and expressing emotions can lead to a cleansing of the soul and relief from distress.
There is a strong conviction that perseverance through emotional pain will lead to hope and better times.
The author emphasizes the belief that everyone has the strength to endure hardships and that support comes from within one's heart, mind, and soul.
The article concludes with a reassuring message that the reader is not alone and that emotional struggles are temporary, reinforcing the idea that "this too shall pass."

Why It’s Okay For You To Feel Hopelessness And Dread

It’s a part of being human, so embrace it to the best of your intent.

Prompt: What unexpressed vision keeps me up at night?

I have been feeling a constant cloud of despair and gloom. It is something I have to get off my chest. Because frankly speaking, it has been running to crush my routine and my sense of self.

All I know dear is in peril. And it gets harder to breathe in the nights. And in the mornings, as I awake, the chronic fatigue that follows proceeds to break me indeed.

As I pray and try to turn the other cheek around by breathing deeply. I exercise and even take a few laps around the house. But this senseless crippling anxiety is looming in my chest, my neck, and my back.

And before I know it, I have a deep urge to cry. But somehow, I can not release it. I can not. I do not want to. Why? Why now, I was hoping to finish my work. I know that there is a great road ahead of me. But I can not seem to escape this trembling feeling.

And when I am in my room in the dark of night. An empty silence follows. And tends to nauseate me indeed. I walk around the house to alleviate these symptoms of despair. But somehow, I can not seem to shake them, I fear.

It is one of the many reasons I have not been able to do many errands for my peers. I have not been able to write. And I have not been able to recollect my thoughts on pen and paper.

It is not that I have not done them. It is just that when I get down to write. I find it hard to release these feelings. They are attached securely and do not want to let go.

Maybe I am too fixated on this. Perhaps it is not what I want to release. A contradiction, indeed concerning, my current condition.

I am trying to find ways to get out of this. But this time, I believe that I might have to embrace them fully to come out the other side.

I have to confess that I am somewhat afraid. I am scared of myself. And the anguish that resides in my heart. One that no one has seen, whereas many do ask.

I feel one of these days, it will be the death of me. Scary, might I add. I think about my mortality too often that I am sad.

These thoughts, coupled with my unnerving anxiety, are what keep me up at night. My dreams these days are influencing my mind. Just thinking about death at this time brings only callous regret.

I do not want to leave my loved ones in such a dreadful state. My peers have been in quarantine for a few weeks. And all of them have been tested positive for coronavirus. They are in a really terrible state.

I feel helpless when I see them. I can only pray and be strong for them. But it seems to be draining me of my own energy. I find it difficult to breathe when I am surrounded by such misery. My symptoms of severe depression and anxiety are getting out of hand.

I have a lot to take care of already on my plate. But I still want to carry these troubles in this test. I do not want to give up. And I will not ever rest. Until I have found the answer to my experience.

Of course, exercise and a healthy diet can fix most problems in my life. Prayer and meditation can add more comfort to our lives. But some things only leave once they have done their course and died.

By journaling these feelings down, I am faring those currents with gusto. I am patiently waiting and trying to fight all that opposes me right here and now.

I can not sleep at night. And the days, I am just calm. For me, calmness within the chaos is natural, unlike most. I know how to blend in. And how to channel my negative energies for good. But the problem still lies as the battle within rages on.

There is no avoiding it. It is time that I accept these issues with zest. I know this often happens from time to time. It is an internal matter of the heart, mind, and soul in turmoil.

They try to cooperate, like holding onto a fine thread. But when it comes to involuntary panic that aims to devastate our peace. Well, I believe the only way we can try to seek peace.

It is by taking a leap of faith, trying to break free. Blind to the truth that is pain unleashed. It will shatter us. It has to, I believe.

Only then will we have a chance of feeling well indeed.

But once we do weep, and yes, we will cry. Those tears will cleanse our souls and our insides. And when that does happen, these feelings will disappear.

They will leave us with the hope that comes afterward. Until then, I believe we have to keep embracing them indeed.

We have to hold on to our pain and breathe. I know it will be tough. It will break you from within. You might think this is it. But let me tell you, please.

Do not give up you can do this, my dear friend. It is not over until you see to the last test. There is more for you to discover beyond these feelings of despair.

There are hope, love, and joy waiting for you right there. And yes, you will reach it. It is a promise I can assure you that you will be all right, my dear.

Because when you do see this process as but one another door. It will become easier for you to cross over and realize the truth. You are not alone when you have your heart, mind, and soul cheering you on.

And with that, you will acquire what you need to persevere.

There is no way that you can’t when you choose to endure.

This too shall pass.

And you will endure.

As have I.

Stay Blessed and Stay Safe!

Peace.