Stuck

I was down yesterday. The depression hits me hard sometimes and I feel stuck. That's when I know I need to take minute, a day, the time it takes to get it together. I didn't go to work. I needed the time. I needed the prayer. I needed the cry. Woke up feeling much better. Was a good day at work. Thankfully the students cooperated. I have a fear of breaking down in front of them so to prevent that I take care of myself and take the time I need when I feel the sinking. I'm swimming today. Praise God I'm swimming.