I have learned a lot about mental illness through first hand experience. I started writing this blog when I was experiencing the worst depression of my life and kind of just settled on the fact that my life was not going to get any better. I accepted a disorder as my identity and shrunk my God down to size that was manageable to reality. I became more and more depressed plunging deeper and deeper into a dark, downward spiral when finally I hit rock bottom. I started thinking I was better off dead. I believed the lie that God must want me to live this way because no matter how much I prayed I could not shake the feeling over overwhelming dread. I had made it two years without being on medication with His help. I must be doing something wrong now. I sat in my thoughts day in and…
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