I wonder, sometimes, what’s God’s point with mental illness?

What are we to learn from it? Are we meant ‘simply’ to brave through it?

Or are there reasons certain souls are tasked with its weight?

Is greater faith, greater strength, greater endurance the intended result?

If so, am I doing it right?

Could I do it better?

Maybe I could do it cleaner?

Brighter?

With more accepting silence or maybe with more fighting words?

Questions.

Am I too dumb, or too crazy, to see the answers?

Until tomorrow…

Chloe