Rebuilding Love provides resources, prayer support, and a safe environment for those struggling with addictions and mental illness.
Severe Depression Incapacitates You
Depression is not something you just get over. Since being diagnosed with severe chronic depression almost 20 year ago, I have heard every possible good natured “cure” imaginable. “You can just get over it.” It’s just feelings.” “Have you prayed about it”. “Other people have it worse than you do.” “Be a man.” “Read your Bible more.” The list does go on and some of them even work for a short period of time, but not for long.
Miracles In The Magic Kingdom
I suffer from sever chronic depression. There are days getting out of bed is impossible the emotional pain is too much. I have thought of suicide more than once, and prayed God would take my life. I didn’t want it anymore. But in that room and in that moment I knew there was a higher calling for me and purpose for the pain. I knew God was speaking to me. Telling me that he wasn’t going to take the pain away, but I was to use it to create. I was to write, to act, to direct, and to feel free to do public speaking. This was what I was created to do and I had not yet even begun.
Our Son Was Diagnosed With Paranoid Schizophrenia
I received a call at work telling me that our youngest son had had a psychotic break and been picked up by the police and taken to the emergency room. What did that mean? I had no clue what the word “psychotic” meant. What in the world was going on? I could barely breathe. I left work and rushed to the hospital. I’ll never forget entering that bare locked room in the emergency department. There was my precious 17- year- old son lying all alone with a look of utter terror on his face. He was staring at the ceiling in silence. I took his cold hand and began to gently talk to him.
I was in love, with that pill
I was in love, with that pill. I could feel good even though I was hurting on the inside. But that ended in disaster and I tried to take my life.
The Unseen Friend
Love said some things in truth to overcome the evil in my friend. When she called multiple times threatening suicide, I listened and tried to reason with her, but I realized it wasn’t her talking, it was Suicide. What became the last time that Suicide called, I knew who I was talking to and I had enough of its control over my friend. So I called its bluff. I knew the Suicide bully’s strength was held in its threat and the bully’s fire was the fear of it following through. I was done reasoning in my own strength so I called its bluff. I honestly never thought about my story until I was asked to tell it here. I wept and Jesus healed my heart of what I bore in love back then, residue pain left behind. It was always about my friend and her restoration and that’s okay because she’s worth it.
Don’t Ignore The Signs of Mental Illness
When he attempted suicide by drug overdose I realized something more serious was going on. He planned it so we would be there to see him suffer. That angered me a lot because Dad was supposed to be around to take care of us. We had no idea he needed to be taken care of. He was admitted to a Mental Institution for a few weeks. We didn’t talk about what happened to anyone. We were told Dad was” crazy” and that was all we knew. While he was in the hospital I believe Mom made the divorce final and we found ourselves relocating to her new life which pushed Dad further away. We didn’t know what to think or who to turn to for guidance.
The Best Medication With No Negative Side Effects
It’s been 7 months since I survived a ruptured brain aneurysm…I was asked to share the experience so that maybe someone who’s suffering as I did can get help with medication dependency and depression. I believe God wants me to share these life experiences to help others. The opportunity to do so has truly been the best medication and there are no negative side effects!
Do You Want Your Sister To Live?
Sharon was taking a lot of drugs, drinking and nothing was making her feel good. I saw her family in denial of her behavior as they were scared too.I grew up with her so I knew things had gotten so bad she needed professional help. My biggest challenge was getting her to admit she needed the help and finding the best place to take her. I made a lot of calls to inquire how to get her into a drug rehab program. I got her doctor involved and accepted his advice. We finally found the perfect place to take her and called on a Tuesday afternoon. I told the man I just wanted to get some information and he said,“You have to be strong and do what’s best for her. Do you want your sister to live?”I said, “Yes, I do!”
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