Dear Ones

I have been praying for you.  I remember well what it was like, looking for a place, a person...anything, anyone, who could understand and explain to me my confusion and pain.  I searched books and online.  I listened in as people spoke...trying to see if anyone was experiencing the strangeness that I was.  The conflicting parts of life.  The crazy feeling.  The always wondering what was wrong.
I am out now and learning to deal with all of that huge bundle of stuff.
But I haven't forgotten that there are others.  That you are there.
And I want you to know that I'm praying.  For peace.  For comfort.  For strength.  For you to know joy again.  I am sorry.  I know how it hurts.  I know how you might be sitting alone looking for answers.  Looking for permission to walk away.  What I learned was that I was the only one who could give myself permission to either stay OR leave.  Me alone.
I get it.  I don't know exactly what you have faced.  But I know that if you are looking for this kind of page, you are really hurting.  I get that.  You are not living through it alone.  Though you may be all alone where you are.  I'm here.  Thousands of others.
You are going to make it.
And no...you are not crazy.
blessings.