Looking back, I thought I'd never survive. Looking ahead, I hope I always will.
We are simply here. In a confusing and quiet place. We both accept the reality, we both choose to get through it, together.
The topic of mental health is a difficult one, especially in the Christian community. I strongly believe Christians fully accept mental health as an essential dialogue within the church. They have lovingly wanted to embrace the difficulties of such topics as depression, suicide, bipolar, anxiety, and the many other ailments under the umbrella of mental health illnesses.
Please remember October 10th is #WorldMentalHealthDay
With each breath I’m taking in. Anchored by invisible weights Chains rattle, and tears fall. The crowd has gathered, I see each face.. But see nothing here at all.
Over the last several months I clearly saw myself spiraling, one dreadful circumstance after another. Over and over I looked in the mirror and asked, "Who are you? Where are you?" Over and over I heard silence at the other end.
Hopeless faces surround me. Negative energy is real! I'm not one for 'vibes', but now I see Satan uses the inner being of the hurting.
This is me. Feeling overwhelmed by the juggling of emotions I have been managing for some time now. This is me, crying tears I thought dried up long ago.. This is me so completely lost that I don't want to look ahead, it frightens me. This is me feeling like a failure.
My days have faltered between tired and exhausted. This is my normal, so I am not concerned. When I am attacked from every direction-mentally, physically, and spiritually I typically live right where I currently am. It may not be pleasant, but at least it is familiar, and I can work with familiar. I have watched …