Dont quit before it gets good.

After being fired from a job I loved, losing my house, leaving a physically abusive husband, putting down my cat of 16 years, having an abortion, and losing relationships with several friends and family...I really wanted to die this time last month. I had been denied unemployment, and food stamps. I was freelancing house cleaning but it wasn't enough. I was feeling pretty defeated and tired of the consistent stress. I had a friend that saved me from myself and friends that just wanted to see me take the time to heal. I worked on fixing things with my kid, mourned my cat, picked up some hobby's and I finally got a job. I started one day before rent was due. My friends and parents were able to cover the remaining due rent. I had no idea they were collaborating on it. I feel privileged to be looked out for in that way. Especially after my behavior leading up to my life crumbling. I'm grateful to be given so much grace and an opportunity to brush myself off. I won't waste it.