I am left speechless. For those of you who know me on a personal level you know that I am never left speechless, ever. And yet, today I was left speechless. This morning when I got up, I debated going into town to get some coffee. I had been invited by 2 girls from Church to go to the Java Loft with them every Wednesday, "coincidentally" my day off. In the end I decided to go. The last time I had met with them we got past the small talk, they asked me about myself and I quietly told them about what I did in life, and the things that I do and I managed to skim over any part that would tell them who I am. But today I went and I sat, floored, as the younger girl explained that as a newlywed she was going through depression, and that she didn't really want people to know. It was almost like she was describing me. I quietly drank my coffee to avoid talking and listened while the other girl spoke truth, the truth that I didn't know I so desperately needed. That I didn't...