Bipolar, but still Christian : Just Another Challege

 Well I got through that last challenge and kept on praising the Lord. Found myself laying on the bathroom floor again. Now having gone through another of my episodes of syncope I think they call it, I can’t help but think of Job. Job kept on following God no matter what the Devil threw at him. So is he saying okay she didn’t curse God over this, maybe a fainting episode will change her mind. As much as I dislike my episodes, they are almost harmless. As long as I have my support system to check on me, I am fine. I heard someone say recently that we should be allowed to be angry about bad things that happen to us. I say, yes, certainly a valid point. When we start blaming God, because life isn’t easy or perfect, then we have a problem. Life is hard. We all go through different bad stuff. Abuse is terrible and we have a right to be angry about it. The hard part is letting that go so it doesn’t cause further harm to us internally. Chronic illness is hard. Some of the bravest people I...

 So after spending almost a week in gorgeous and extremely dry Denver area, my body had some interesting challenges. I had to give myself a cyst bath and truly haven’t had this happen since I had my babies. I was so sore and stuck that was the only solution. Yes, it’s yucky to talk about, but it’s real. Good news, it worked. I found out that holding things back to protect other people’s feelings isn’t always the best solution. Started following some Christian trauma bloggers and wow. So much I didn’t know. Believe it or not, knowing is helping me heal. Knowing is helping me recognize my triggers and stop blindly reacting. I read the Bible, I listened to the soothing music, but there were these bands tied all around all that destroyed it’s effectiveness. I found myself praying and calming down, before I said anything. Having people walk beside me during that journey, and not walk away, Wow! My old friends just didn’t know what to do. I don’t fault them that. I didn’t know either. It...