I’ve read a lot of articles lately on how “the church” or Christians need to stop adding to the stigma of depression, anxiety, PTSD and bipolar disorder. I happen to agree. I also happen to believe “the church” is made up of flawed humans just like you and me. And those flawed humans (myself included) ought to be forgiven because they know not what they say and do.
I was planning to revisit my last blog post, but I’m just going to say three things about it. #1: I don’t do well under stress. #2 It’s okay to BE YOURSELF #3: God helped me with all the things! Later, I plan to write more about that, but today I want to talk about depression and anxiety.
In May, I had a decision to make. I could tell the truth or continue to hide it. I finally did the right thing and chose to be honest. Mostly because it’s not the kind of person I want to be. Before I get into THAT, Let me back up a bit. About 4+ years ago, I started seeing a mental health professional. I don’t love admitting that but it’s the truth and sometimes the truth is messy.
You’ve been thinking about it for a while now. You don’t want to go through with it, but you believe it’s the only answer. Your former self would never choose this path, but life is different now. You can’t live like this anymore. You can’t go on pretending. You want out. It’s the only way.
I haven’t put any effort into blogging for quite some time. Part of the reason is because it is a bit lonely out here, but I am going to revel in that tonight. I am feeling thankful that I don’t have any subscribers. I’ll get a page view here and a page view there, but at this point, I’m not sure I could take the criticism.