I have been wanting to change my blog title for some time. I hope this new title with help draw those who need the encouragement I did in the past. Most of the books and web sites I have found are full of frustrated people with little or no faith. They are often full of offensive language. It leaves you feeling very alone. You want to know that it is possible to trust God through mental illness treetment. I would think the same would go for a person battling depression. I believe God allows some of us to have emotional struggles. They may or may not require professional help. My goal is to encourage people to keep going. Get up today and see what God has for you. Make goals that give you purpose and joy.
Enough bossing, Here is my personal story. I still struggle with a battle against my inner yuk. All those uggly things buried deep in my mind pop out and threaten to stop anything useful I can do for God or anyone. I am working on seeing myself as God sees me. I started this journey in 2000 when my first child was born. I now wish to find a way to write an encouraging book for new mothers. I can spot an overwhelmed Mom now. There is a certain hollow look that comes into the eyes. Had I not experieced it myself that would probably be inappropriate for me to say. I did however experience it for myself. I know what NOT to say to a new mother. As for the bipolar, I am boarderline and stable. Mood satbolizers are the only thing that worked for me. I do not have a serious illness and I am thankful for that.
I am starting my own blog to reduce my boredom and give me a place to put my thoughts. Recently some people I know put some very difficult words out for all the world to see. I have been chicken to do the same and now I want to set the record straight. I didn't talk to people from high school for over ten years. It seems so silly now. I found out recently that I'm not the only one who grew up in college and beyond. We aren't kids anymore so the past is just that the past. I'll admit some of it I don't want to remember, but we did have some fun times in high school. The truth is something happened to me that I was not at all ready to talk about so I just avoided people. I got married in 1998 to a really great guy I met in college. We were giddy and in love. We decided after nine months of bliss to have a baby. Why not? I was bored and we wanted one. That sounds terrible to say that, but it is true. Boom one month later I was expecting. Three months later Jo
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