Author Christy Angelette

My birthday was March 17th the day the world was overshadowed by the coronavirus. I admit I’ve been in a bit of a shock, like a turtle retreats into the shell, I too retreated within myself. Fear was not the force, it was the need to learn, understand and make sense of what was happening. Praying for wisdom and discernment in all things. Mental health and faith are the platforms that I stand on, work for and speak upon. The questions rotating in my mind…How will those with mental health challenges get through this? Turns out I’m one of those with battle scars and healing wounds. Diagnosed with a mood disorder, depression and anxiety. The last two years I”ve been dodging, fighting and surviving everything life and spiritual battles are throwing at me. Being confined and isolated is not unusual to me, I can see the gift of embracing the solitude is.

I haven’t been mentally shaken by this pandemic experience. My mental and emotional expressions are reactions to what is going on around me and within my soul. Overreacting and attacking occurred when I had lost all hope. I’ve learned to refocus and take back control, appreciate and grow in the present, count all the blessings. In moments of anxiousness, I think of my little one. He has no idea what is going on. No fear, only trust in the ones taking care of him. He’s happy, content, playing and laughing. It’s a reminder that I am God’s child, to trust in him. I can and do Laugh, live, serve and love without worry, guilt or fear, this is how I am maintaining my sanity.