I've been in the midst of a dark, gloomy pit for several months now.
I've been depressed and distraught.
My eating has been terrible,
I've gained weight, I can't exercise without being in pain afterwards and I've had to shell out lots of money for chiropractor visits & massages that my insurance won't cover.
My job is a nightmare. I'm starting to have major anxiety issues.
Every morning I wake up thinking, today will be the day it will all turn around and every day something jacks up my progress.
BUT... I think I may have stumbled on why I am going through this. I see a glimmer of light in my darkness...
Over the last 3 years my job has gone from bad to worst. My work environment has gone from a 'pretty great place to work' to the 'pit of despair'. Angry coworkers. Layoffs. Buyouts. New owners. Shipping jobs overseas. No raises. Longer hours. Broken promises. I want out.
(I do the whole I'm thankful I have a job & can pay my bills thing. I know lots of people are unemployed. BUT, when your job is killing your spirit, is it really something to be thankful for?)
And then how do I leave? I've been here for 17 years. Where will I go? What will I do? I feel stuck. Trapped.
On Monday, due to my running injures, I came in contact with someone who out of the blue asked me to come work for them in January. To say that I was dumbstruck, speechless is an understatement.
Could it be, that God allowed my injury in order to point me to my future? To my way out? *hmmm* Serious thoughts to ponder.