Good morning! May God bless you all. "This is the day the Lord has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it" (Psalm 118:24). Let's continue lifting up each other's needs, trusting in Jesus' name! 
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Hello everyone! Let's lift up 
**Prayer Updates** 
Anonymous
Beloved of All
I'm on my period and I woke up this morning in terrible, paralyzing pain, so much so that I couldn't even get out of bed or do anything but moan, and I arrived at school in the middle of the day because I just couldn't handle the morning haste and because the pain took a little while to lessen. But as much as it was painful, I'm grateful, because my mom was talking about it and I told her that those kinds of cramps happen almost every period and it's been happening for a while, just not usually on school mornings. Now she seems to care a bit more about setting that appointment. The prayer was answered in the span of a day, no one can tell me God's not good. Thanks again for your prayers. I'm still struggling with myself though, and I know the PMS is going to continue even through my period. One thing I'm bad with is balance. Like I said before, I don't know how to organize my life, and even now I'm procrastinating on something I should've finished long ago. But I go onto waves of ecstasy, which is terrible because that's when I'm most distractible, I try to work but I get easily overwhelmed, I find breaking things down difficult, I've tried just about every trick in the book but I still don't know how to properly use a planner, and then when I get overwhelmed I get anxious, then panicked, then angry at myself for having a panic attack over not even finishing one small part, then apathy, malaise, random flashbacks, depression, fatigue, then back to ecstasy and procrastination, and the emotions just go on and on and on. I don't know how I get anything done. I'm one of those people whose PMS unfortunately goes even past the cycle, sometimes until the end of the following week, and I have 1-2 weeks of relief from it, sometimes mere days if I'm unlucky, before the madness begins again. During that time my ADHD becomes more clear, but at the very least I have more control. Even then, through periods of relief, I struggle with breaks. If I feel productive, I work to burnout because I know the feeling may not come again for a while. My internal rewards system is broken, and I often don't feel good about well earned accomplishments or even small ones, because procrastination takes all that joy away because it turns everything into a guilty pleasure. And I feel guilty about everything (a lot of the time even things I didn't do). Anyways, I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me, but through all this, sometimes I feel like I don't have the strength to do anything but cry. Actually, I didn't have strength to do anything this morning with all that blood loss. I tell myself to press on, I say the verse repeatedly, but sometimes, I'm just too weak, malaise hits too hard, my emotions are too strong, my attention is too far gone or too focused on what's not important, I'm trying but not hard enough and my faith just feels too weak. But I've been finding little messages God's been sending me, signs that He hasn't given up on me, hope to continue, even through hopelessness. Sometimes that hope doesn't last long, sometimes it makes me productive, sometimes it makes me lie in bed and cry, sometimes my body rejects it altogether, and I couldn't be more confused as to why. All I know is that at this rate, I desperately need medication or something to control these hormones and emotions to survive this year. I don't know how much longer I can live in this back and forth, then live in the guilt and shame that so many hours went by unproductively. I'm not sure what are "realistic" expectations anymore. I'm a bit lost and confused by it all. I wanted to say more, but this is venting at the point and plus, my emotions are getting the better of me again. That assignment's not getting done tonight. But maybe God won't fix me and my struggles for a reason. I can only say, let His will be done.
