Under pressure

Tomorrow is the inquest into my sister’s death. It’s been 6 months since she passed away, and really it’s still hitting me. The last week has been horrible. The pressure I feel at the moment in particular is unlike any I’ve felt in my life, and I’ve been in some high pressured situations having run 2 businesses as well as lots of other crap in my life. This is pressure from nearly all sides of my life. John’s 2nd year anniversary is looming over me coming up the first week of Feb. I’m trying to sell my house to downside as I can’t afford it financially and to say I’m in pinch would be a little understated, trying to keep working when I really have no energy or concentration is one of the hardest fights I’m having, while trying to keep going and functioning as a normal human being with daily tasks. Add to that the grief of losing John and my sister in a relatively short space of time and the prospect of tomorrow’s events is exhausting. My body is aching under the weight of it all. My neck and my shoulder are in agonising pain. I can feel my face starting to tense again due to jaw tension. I don’t want it to be that I come to a place where life has kicked the stuffing out of me so much that I can’t recover but I’m certainly taking a beating at the minute. I’m trying so hard to not be scared and trust in God, this is the hardest battle. A good friend of my says “When you’re going through hell, keep going.” Easier said than done. Lord, I don’t know what to do, but my eyes are on You.