Getting Help

Getting help is hard. First, there are the phone calls. You have to make them yourself due to privacy laws. So you call around and try to find a clinician that doesn’t already have a full roster. Then you wait. At least a week. Sometimes a month or more. Then you get to try on […]

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The Bible and Mental Illness

I used to quote scripture at my mental illness. Before I was diagnosed, I didn’t know what bipolar was. I didn’t understand depression or mania. I could only tell you what I was feeling, what I was experiencing. I only had a spiritual language to describe what was happening. It’s the only thing I knew […]

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Shame

I’m sure they meant well. I’m sure they didn’t mean to crush my heart and wither my soul. I’m sure they didn’t mean to degrade me and make me feel worthless. I’m sure they didn’t mean to shame me. But they did. Crouched in a paragraph questioning why I was asking for financial assistance for […]

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When Feelings Speak

Every feeling tells a story. These stories that swirl and sway and wriggle and writhe in our chests, these little tellers of truth in our flesh, these feelings are the story tellers that have been hard-wired into our bodies since before we were born of stardust and bone marrow. Feelings don’t just capriciously come and […]

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Untethered and Lost

I’m not the prodigal son. It’s a beautiful story of grace, redemption, and scandal. A son spits in the face of his father, wishes him dead, and cashes out his portion of the inheritance, taking it away to a far country where he proceeds to spend it all on vice, sin, and lasciviousness. When he […]

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