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My Loneliness Drew Me Closer to Christ
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My entire life has been about being mediocre. Coming from a family of high achievers, my achievements have always paled in comparison. And as an introverted middle child in a rather huge family, I have always struggled to voice out my feelings or opinions. Being invisible is what best describes me.
Dear Depressed Christians
Title: Dear depressed Christians
Artwork by: Emilia Ting (@lightcollector)
Words…
Why Am I Depressed?
On May 3, 2012, I was in a near-fatal car accident and suffered a severe traumatic brain injury as a result. God miraculously saved my life that day, and also went on to orchestrate a recovery only He is capable of.
Letter to A Depressed Christian
Dear Depressed Christian, I know about the scars on your wrists. I know you spend your sleepless nights crying
A Counselor’s Journey to the Border of Depression
2014 was the worst year of my life. I consider that year to be my deepest pit. I was going through complicated grief, emotional abuse at work, burnout, and I experienced so much hurt and rejection from the ministries where I served as a leader.
Is Anxiety A Sin?
Your hands turn sweaty when you think about going to school. Your heart pounds like a drum when you’re almost at the counter but still can’t decide what to eat for lunch.
Coming Clean On My Dirty Little Secret
I stood there with a razor in my hand. It was the first time I’d ever seriously contemplated ending my life. I had been in the shower for almost an hour, and I could hear the voices of my mother and sister pleading with me to get out.
When You Find Out Your Friend Has A Mental Illness
Simone and I were college-mates at university in England many years ago. Smart and popular, with a sarcastic sense of humor, she seemed to have it all: a strong Christian faith, a close circle of friends, top grades, and a guaranteed place in a prestigious postgraduate music program
When Crisis Strikes at Christmas
I will never forget Christmas Day, 2014. It was the day my wife had a panic attack. We were getting ready to leave for church that day.