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Losing my Joy in Life and in my Business

When I first started my creative biz journey I kept hearing all my friends and biz coaches tell me that followers want REAL. They want to know what's going on in your life. They want to be connected to you. I didn't really feel like I had anything important to share with the world. I am just a wife, mom and biz owner. I just live in a small town. I just take my kids to school everyday and then come home. I didn't think I really had a story to share. I've heard so many times about people who've shared their stories and helped others but I just never thought that was something I could ever do. I didn't have a story (or so I thought).


I've been off my business page for a while now. Probably close to 4 months. I've not painted or made a wreath. I haven't even been in craft room unless it's to put something away. (and even then I avoid that room like the plague) You see, I was struggling and for a while I didn't even know why I was struggling. I was hit with all kinds of emotions and I lost my joy in my work.


Depression took a hold of my life. I was struggling to even do daily tasks. I spent days, weeks, in bed. I didn't cook or clean or play with my kids. I'd take them to school and then come home and head straight for my bed. In December 2017 I tried to get help from my doctor but she wouldn't do anything. So I went on doing what I was doing. Some days were better than others. Some days were way.. worse.


I tried to continue my business but towards the end of 2018 I just couldn't keep the voice out of my head that was telling me I wasn't good enough to continue. Depression kept telling me that no one cared and I was alone. I stopped posting on my biz page and stopped crafting. I caved to the voices telling me I wasn't enough.


Depression took a lot of things from my life. I stopped crafting. I stopped my biz. I stopped going to church. I stopped talking to my husband. I wasn't present in my kids' lives. I did the bare minimum to get by.


Then in February I decided I was sick of feeling this way. I found a counselor and started receiving treatment. To say I'm 100% better would be a lie. I still have bad days. I still have days where getting out of bed is hard. But I'm finally having more good days than bad ones. I'm finally starting to see some of fog lifting.


I want to share my story with my followers not for likes or comments but because maybe it might help someone else who feels the dark days will be around forever. I used to think that too and I can tell you that there are people who want to help you. If one person doesn't listen tell someone else and keeping telling people! You are important no matter what the voice in your head tells you. People do care for you. I care for you and if you ever need anyone to talk to feel free to message me on my biz page: www.facebook.com/prettyinpaintcrafts





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