the best day of our lives
For me it hasn’t been just one, I mean I’m only 29 I think the best is yet to come.
I know a lot of people say the best days of your lives are your school days, but to be honest I don’t remember much from my Primary and Secondary school days.
No, the best days of my life happened after.
I have moments in my life where I can say God saved me. Like when I got knocked down by a car or when I nearly fell out of the car sitting on my Granny’s lap. The biggest of course being when he died for our sins.
The first best day of my life was 6th October 2006
The year 2006 started great then I went through depression. I was sad I was down I was rock bottom, I was underneath rock bottom. The day before was the closest I’ve ever come to killing myself. It doesn’t matter how I got there because it wasn’t just one thing. I was in my bed tear socked with a knife in my hand and I said to God
‘Help me please’
God literary took the knife out of my hands and that was it. The next day I was invited to church by my brother. I remember saying the sinner’s prayer in my room when I was 14, but nothing could have prepared me for how my relationship with God is now.
The second was the same year 2006 in November.
I was going through my emails one day and I came across an email from Be on screen. Which is a website where you can apply to be on different shows. It said ‘have you got 0 confidence’ that’s all I needed I sent in my details. I didn’t think anything of it then 3 days later I got an email saying ‘we liked your email and we’d like you on the show’. I had an interview and took some promo photos. 27th November 2006 it was the day I found out I wasn’t alone, that I’m not the only one who goes through this.
The last one was also very recent 26th March 2014
That was the day I checked myself into the hospital and I can tell you this for nothing, it was the best decision I've ever made.
I was going through depression again, only this time it was longer. Last time lasted 6 months this time it was 5 years. So as you can imagine I was ready for it to be over. Last year I went to my GP 3 times which set the wheels in motion. My Doctor said I could check myself into hospital at any time.
Since January I’ve wanted to go. I’d say to myself next Wednesday I’m doing it but then the day will come and go. The day I actually went everyone in the house was out before 7PM, I took that as a sign. I was in the hospital for a week it gave me a chance to reflect, to ask myself ‘what am I doing with my life’. It also changed my direction instead of going down I’m going up. Before I was negative and there was no room for positives, now its reversed God got me out of my funk if you like.
Right now I’m just taking it a day at a time because I know if I don’t I’ll overanalyse till the cows come home. I also know that I don’t have to go out every day to achieve my goal of spending less time in my room. I‘ve already spent less time in my room than last year and it’s only April, I’d call that a bonus.
