What is it about life that when you are feeling good, that feeling doesn’t seem to last very long, but when you’re feeling bad, that feeling lingers on and on and on? It just isn’t fair, even when you think you’re getting ahead, there always seems to be something lacking. You’ve been created to live in real abundance but, like a dog on a chain, you always feel like the good life always beyond your reach.
Try as you might to get, and to hold onto, the good moments- nice achievements, happy circumstances, milestones, great advances- there seems to be little time to celebrate them before you are onto having to figure out “what’s next?”. At the same time, you constantly battle belittling voices inside and outside of yourself that produce an all too familiar feeling of hopelessness and enslavement.