I was in 8th grade when I had my first experience with the feeling of depression. I was bullied for my acne and looks. I was always a nervous kid anyway, so I never knew how to respond to this hate I received. I usually cried in the bathroom between classes.
I was also very anxious from a young age. My parents divorced when I was in fourth grade. I have experienced years of trauma from my dad. He was manipulative and was a liar. He messed with my head so much I was so scared to even be around him. So, as a result of this, I was always anxious and awkward in school.
Towards my 9th grade year, I got a boyfriend. He was very nice at first but, over time, was very mentally abusive. He eventually pressured me to do things I did not want to be involved in, and he eventually sexually assaulted me.
To be honest, I did not even realize I was assaulted till about a year later. Sometimes our body responds to trauma by "forgetting" that memory until later in life.
I confronted him one day, but because he was my boyfriend when it happened, he claimed that it never happened that way and that what was done was wanted mutually.
I chose not to argue and blocked him out completely. To this day, I struggle with it. I was so depressed and hated myself for so long for letting someone treat me so bad. I started to become very depressed and suicidal. My anxiety only got worse over time.
In my 10th grade year, things were a little better. I had another boyfriend. He was nice but smoked pot constantly. I invariably have settled for less.
My 11th-grade year was very intense. I not only became severely depressed, but I started smoking pot all the time. I began to experience derealization. (you might have to look that up for a good explanation as to what it is) I was at the peak of my illness and was considering killing myself.
Eventually, I stopped smoking and worked up the courage to go to therapy; this was very hard because my mom did not like that I went to therapy. I think she felt guilty as a parent because I wanted to go to therapy. We started arguing a lot. I eventually told her I had been depressed.
That was the hardest thing I have ever done. It broke my heart when Mom downplayed my mental illness and said, "not enough bad enough things have happened for you to be depressed." I lost a lot of respect for my mom that day. I decided to keep her out of these aspects of my life, and it hurt me very bad I did not have her full support and understanding.
A couple of months later, I started to become more involved in my Christian faith. I read my bible more, listened to podcasts, and meditated. I had a spiritual awakening, and I felt myself "starting my journey" to my true self.
It is hard to explain the feeling I felt of "starting my journey." What I mean by that is I felt myself becoming a better version of myself. I became wiser about many things, and within a couple of months, I knew a lot more about what I wanted out of life. I started to become a little more carefree about certain things.
Through all of this, I have become more in touch with God. When I meditate, I feel God with me. When I have a bad day, I feel God when I see a pretty bird in the sky, or the clouds look beautiful. I can just look at something and start to smile because I know God intended for me to see it.
My whole point was to share my mental health story with you or at least enough to understand what I have gone through; Because I want people to see that God can help you persevere no matter what you go through.
Today, I now have a plan to go to college. I am working hard towards my future. I am saving to visit Germany as soon as I can. I have taken out toxic people in my life, and I have begun only to bring good people into my life.
I just want you to understand that God has helped me through all I have been through. I have survived depression and sexual assault because God gave me the strength to get to where I am today.
I am not completely healed; I truly believe that it takes a lifetime to heal completely. But, I know with my faith in God, I will get to where I need to be in life, and he will continue to help me fight my illness and help me through all that life will throw my way.
I encourage you to worship more. Listen to music or podcasts while you're working, or even just sing worship songs. Please know you are not alone and never give up. I love you, and so does God.
"Tears are Prayers too."
Autumn: United States
Why is it so difficult for our educators and society, in general, to understand that love and respect for one another taught from a young age can solve much of the world's hostility and social problems!
"Train up a child in the way he should go, And when he is old he will not depart from it" (Prov 22:6).
Love is the answer!
True loyalty springs from the heart and is wrapped in love. It is often in our most private moments that true loyalty, or the lack of it, is made known.
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