Why do I share my story? I asked myself this the other day. Why am I wanting to share this so much? It’s because it’s too good to keep to myself.
You see, I’ve been the person that sits in her bed, days on end, utterly depressed. I’ve known what it feels like to think Eternity would be a punishment. Who would want to live forever, feeling so hopeless and empty? I surely didn’t. I was just going through the motions of life, waiting for the quietness of the end to still my mind.
I know what it feels like to cry for reasons that even I can’t explain. It’s hard going through life feeling like something is wrong with you. It’s hard explaining feelings that others have never experienced. It’s hard putting words to feelings that make you feel ashamed for their existence in your mind.
I know what it feels like to struggle with conceiving. I know what it feels like to finally hold my child, a child that I just knew would fill that hole inside me. And I know what’s it like to realize that another hole just opened up. That emptiness continued to follow me, even as I was experiencing and receiving some of the biggest desires of my heart.
I know what it’s like to have a second child and to have a wave of depression hit you - harder than any depressive episode ever has. Postpartum depression almost stole my joy and memories of my children's earliest days.
I know what it’s like to be amid building a successful business, and at the same time feeling like there is no joy in it. The feeling of striving for something, but not really knowing your purpose, can leave you empty.
I know what it feels like to think I shouldn't even share these thoughts out loud, because am I crazy? Why would I share something so broken and sad about myself? Why wouldn't I just move on and forget about old, broken Heather? It's because redemption is a 2 act story line.
14 months ago, I was utterly broken and depleted. We were in the middle of packing our home for a 15-hour move across the country, I was mothering 2 children under 2 amid the chaos of boxes and air mattresses, we were closing and moving our business and now sole income, and I was taking meds that had curbed my depressive thoughts, but in turn left me with absolutely no feelings. For an enneagram 4, that’s pretty life altering. During a time where I know I was my most broken and completely depleted of emotions, I did something radical for me. I believed in something because it was the only thing left to try. But I did believe, because I needed it to be true.
I wish I could tell you in person what happened on the morning of August 29, 2018, but I’ll attempt to paint a picture for you. I was sitting in my living room floor, surrounded by boxes, tons of junk that needing sorting, and my two little ones crying at the top of their lungs. I remember thinking, I can’t do this. I wanted to run away, but well, I’m not a quitter. Depression can’t steal that from me. So what was this radical moment that I've been building towards? I closed my eyes, tilted my head up, and simply whispered, “Help me.” Yep, that's all I did.
You guys, what happened next, well it still gives me chills. Our tv, which was also not working properly at the time, just started playing some Pandora station. A Green Day song came on, and I hadn’t even noticed how random it was that the music had started playing, due to our TV having lost its mind recently. Then the lyrics pierced through my cloudy thoughts, and my tears flowed. “I heard you crying loud, all the way across town. Cause you’ve been searching for that someone…”
It wasn’t just the song that made a difference, because when I opened my eyes, I truly believed that this moment was for me… this moment was for me to experience what I had always wanted. I was filled with an indescribable joy. That is such insufficient language for what I felt and continue to feel, but it’s just what happened. I never want to give myself credit for picking myself up off the floor that day – a changed person, because I know where that help came from. He brought a peace and rest to my heart that I didn’t know how to find.
Life hasn’t gotten easier, in fact, in many ways it’s gotten much harder. But I’d rather do life with the One who sought me out, who filled up all those holes that I couldn’t find, and who gives me a peace that I never knew was possible. Why would I want to go back to that emptiness from before? I choose to believe that there is something bigger out there that created me and truly loves me.
I don’t think of Eternity with dread anymore. I’m more like curious and gathering my questions – and I have my feelings back. I’m no longer searching for that missing piece, but when I do feel like I’m running on E, I know where to look. I want that for the people that feel like they are drowning. For those that FEEL those holes but can’t quite find the right thing to fill them up. I know where the right material is waiting. It’s inside you; you’ve just got to dig it up. When you’re ready to do the work, He’ll be waiting there with an extra shovel.
I came to know Christ at the young age of 12, when I cried out in desperation! My life was hard but I wouldnt change a thing. It brought to the point in life where I just looked up! What joy now fills my soul. Happiness can be fleeting because we are emotional creatures but the joy that Christ brings is eternal.
Thank you for sharing your story!
I came across this while searching for Mother’s Day cutters, it made me cry, when you asked for help… I have been in a hole before, and I remember feeling like I was never going to get out. But God never let my hand go, and it is because of Him that I was able to get out of that dark hole. My mother’s sudden passing and other things have put me in the holes more than once. It is because of His Mercy and Grace that I am here today. May God continue to be our strength, May He continue to Bless us all and never turn us away from His Grace. Thank you for this Heather!!
This is beautiful, Heather. It brings me joy to hear about your relationship with God.
Where would we be without Him? I love how you are so open about everything. You are an inspiration for my own journey. I love you
It takes so much courage to share this story of yours, bravo! I too have been in those dark times and it’s so hard to get out. You sharing is most certainly helping someone. You are a blessing and such a gift to the world!
I love you Heather and am soooo proud of you! What an awesome testimony! ♥️
I am a believer and know that God is always with us and for us. I am thankful that you asked for His help. Thank you for sharing your story.
What a heartfelt story I have been to a dark place also lost my only son to suicide at 24 yrs old, if I didn’t cry out unto the Lord I know I would not be here.Thank you for sharing.
Beautiful and powerful story! I remember the day, place, and time I cried out for help…and He was there for me too! AMEN!
Love this Heather. I have anxiety too and usually feel ok with meds but my husband is battling a rare cancer in his throat so I feel the anxiety creeping in. Your music story makes me smile though because we get signs from God usually in the form of tv commercials – I tell my husband it must mean we watch too much tv! 😂🤷🏻♀️
Thank you for being brave and always keeping it real. ❤️
Omg, you are a beautiful soul. Thank you for sharing your story.
I don’t have sufficient words to describe how deeply this moves me. Crying out for help is hard…I’m still trying to do it. Your story reminds me there is hope. Thank you for sharing 💓
Love your story Heather!! It’s just as beautiful as you are.
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May 25, 2020
Hi Heather thank you for sharing your truth. As I read you post my heart couldn’t stop pounding because there was a strong similarity to what I’ve been feeling for going on 3 yrs now. I didn’t want to belive I suffered from postpartum depression but down the line it all becomes evident. It will be a year in July that I lost my, would be, second child. Ever since the loss I have been forever changed. I’ve tried my best to hold on to my connection with god but the darkness of emotions has been consuming more and more. But just now after reading your bold beautifully spoken words brings me comfort. To see that others out there struggle just as I do and are able to still triumph with the grace of god. I will hold on to your words and inspiration forever. Your cutters are amazing and and have also rocked my world and brought me joy. Cookie decorating has been the only thing a very long time that has been able to help pull me out of my dark. So thank you and please keep sharing the beauty of nature and all that god has created around you. God bless you Heather and may you always seek gods favor everyday.