Tag: #depression #healing #mentalhealth #life #faith
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Pandemic Blues…the mental journey from 2020
This blog was created and based on mental health, so I decided to get back to reporting the journey of managing mines. I am currently growing and implanted in the stage of self-awareness and healing. There is no doubt that trauma and genetics have altered my life, perception, and emotional development leaving me with visible…
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The great relapse
Life has been like a seesaw lately and so are my emotions. I was triggered into a relapse engaging in unsafe relational waters. The subtle signs of abuse overpowered my mind. I broke down multiple times. The monster who carries rage came out to defend me, the hurt little girl cried and hides inside. A…
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The Mental Marathon
Mental illness can have you feeling limited and insufficient to function in society, let alone live in it. Can we choose how we think, feel, and respond? I’ve spent the last few years transitioning my thinking. I am living proof you can reprogram your mind, choose how to respond, despite how you feel. The trick is…
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The middle of the road
These days I’m not living, I’m barely breathing. Pulse is almost none existent. My faith is like a defibrillator upon my chest giving the needed current to keep this heart beating. Jesus is the respirator that continuously breaths life into me. I started this year with so much hope sprinkled with the beginnings of happiness.…
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Mental spirtual oppression
I’m convinced mental illness is a form of demonic oppression, that’s the primary reason so many give in to suicide, homicide, or mentally shut down. We try to fix a spiritual problem with a physical remedy, such as medications, alcohol, and drugs. The truth of the matter is, all that accomplishes is suppressing the torment.…
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In the light of despair
Depression has had me down for the count more than I care to recall. It’s my inner strength, faith and spirituality that keeps me going. I’m still taking antidepressants, but without the other I would be lost. Spending weeks alone in my house stranded without transportation in isolation has been depressing in itself. Today I…
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Words of the wounded mind
last time I lost my mind. I don’t recall you speaking life and wisdom over me.What I remember is you standing there, like viewing a body in a casket.I was alive, yet barely breathing.It takes courage to go to sleep,knowing there’s a 99% chance, you’ll wake up living the next day on repeat.It seems some…
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I am CHOSEN not forsaken
Due to trauma, I can barely speak without stuttering, yet I believe my voice will be heard and understood by many. My writing is just the beginning. I have no idea what beautiful relational love can be, but I know God has chosen someone who does for me. I have no clue what true friendship…
Author Christy Angelette 