And yet I, too, have times when I doubt that I can make it through, or even get out of bed. And then my dog’s severe separation anxiety, which I thought I’d cured, returned with a vengeance. Today, when my attempt to leave brought on bark after bark, I felt overcome by debilitating doubt, uncertain I’d ever see a return to normal life, unless I were to give up my dog. I wept for so long, I didn’t think I’d ever stop. Whenever you think you can't make it through a difficult time, give your doubt an outlet.