Recovering from a Life-Sucking Moment

Last night I had a dementor moment--you know, when you feel like your soul has been sucked out of you? Or on the Dr. Who episode that showed the 1952 coronation of Queen Elizabeth and an alien life form rigged all the television sets to suck the life out of all the viewers? Or in Once Upon a Time, season 2 where a wraith sucks the life out of marked victims? Well, that's how I felt. I won't go into any details, other than to say I found myself NOT CARING about any of my 101 goals, or anything else, for that matter. I wanted to tell the person who triggered this that "I used to have an orchestra pit in my life that played sound tracks in my mind and now I had only a pit." Stuff like that. I prayed last night for help in overcoming this, but I was fighting against it. This morning I felt help from my Heavenly Father and my Savior. "Just let it go," was the message. "Some things come as a package deal and this is part of the package," I heard. I remembered a line from a poem I love..."Some things that well may be thought cannot wisely be said." And some words I heard a long time ago on a tape..."Forget it and Drive on." I thought about all the people who have much heavier hurts to bear than the silly one I had and I thought about the Savior's atoning love and that it is sufficient for all. I also know that when we feel pain, no matter the source, cause, or degree, we are somehow fully committed to the pain. And I, for one, cannot make the journey back (or out) without drawing upon the powers of heaven, upon the atonement.