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Seeking Help Was the Important First Step to My Recovery
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I’ve struggled with anxiety since I was first bullied in school at the age of 7. I would often go to bed with a lump in my throat and a heavy feeling in my chest, and cry myself to sleep.
How I Learned to Take My Thoughts Captive
“You’re so careless!”
“Why are you so . . . stupid. How many times do I have to repeat myself?”
“You’ll never amount to anything . . . ”
These are just a small sample of the verbal knockdowns I grew up with.
Finding Christ After Sexual Assault
I was about 24 and living in the UK when I was sexually assaulted by my flatmate. By the time I got the courage to tell the police what had happened, he had returned to his home country, and there was little they could do.
Coping with Mental Health From a Culturally Different Background
Growing up as a South Asian in a Christian family in Australia, I often felt a tension between my identity and the challenges I faced at home, compared to my life outside of those walls—both literally and figuratively.
Caring for My Anxious Wife ... Without Despairing
Imagine waking up each day, having no idea what the day will hold. Sure, you know that it's a Tuesday, so the kids will be going to school, and you have work. But in reality, at any moment you could get a text that means you need to drop everything and return home.
That’s the reality of living with someone with a mental illness, especially when that person is your partner.
I'm a Counsellor, and I Struggled with Anxiety
“I’m sorry, there is no cure for your medical condition.” Those were the last words I expected to hear from my doctor. I was 28 then.
Can I Have Anxiety . . . and Still Trust God?
I was an anxious child. At four I paced around with a little frown, asking serious questions, and trying to prepare myself for the big wide world.
At 12, I would lie awake with a churning stomach and restless thoughts. I’m 23 now, and the anxiety hasn’t disappeared.
To my Past-Self Who Knew Very Little About Anxiety
Dear anxious Rosie,
You are not alone in your anxiety.
God feels incredibly far away at this moment, but the truth is, He has never been closer to you. He hasn’t discarded you because you are too difficult or too broken to love. He hasn’t broken any of His promises to you. He is holding you together right now. Don’t give up on trying to find God.
When I Stopped Viewing Anxiety as My Enemy: 3 Lessons I Learned
It’s usually once I’m seated in a rollercoaster, and the attendants start doing their safety checks that I’m regretting my decision to go on the ride. Panic would fill my stomach. I find it hard to breathe. I feel like I’m about to die and that feeling continues to grow as the train gradually arrives at the peak of the rollercoaster.
And that’s what my anxiety feels like.