Trust me...

When I was about fourteen years old my mom came to me and told me that she had been diagnosed with Bipolar disorder. She told me that we had a hard road in front of us. She told me that things would change. Man, was that an understatement. From then on the roles in the Barrett household were switched.
People dont really think of Bipolar disorder and think of a debilitating disease that is not curable or that it isn't really a huge deal. If that is what you thought, you would be severely mistaken. Bipolar messes with the chemicals inside of your body. Simply it can bring you from very high to very low in a matter of seconds. It can make you do and say things that you would never do if the disease wasnt controlling your body and mind.
My mom struggled for two years dealing with this. We went weeks without having her in the house because she would be in mental institutions.
So many things could of torn my family apart. There were so many times when my family could of fallen apart. But, we didn't.
We had our family, our church, and our Heavenly Father. We had someone to hold us together when we couldn't do it ourselves.
So my thought for today is simply trust. Trust in your own ability to stay strong in tough situations. Trust your Heavenly Father when he tells you that it will be okay.
"Keep trying, Keep believing, Be happy, dont get discouraged, things WILL work out." -Gordon B. Hinckley

Well until next time...