Bridging the gap between Christianity, life, and mental health
Last weekend, I fell after getting out of the car. My kneecaps dislocated, locked, and then dislocated again. As a writer with cerebral palsy, I’m used to it. My body has had a mind of its own for a while now. Earlier in the week, I went to my orthopedic doctor who told me what... Continue Reading →
Dear friend, Today, I felt poetic and broke out the Metaphor Dice by Taylor Mali and the typewriter (not the Underwood, Maya, a different one) and wrote the following: Hindsight is 20/20 for a good reason!
“F.A.I.L. Remember the acronym? What I told you all those years ago?” J. asked me last night in response to me shouting “I’ve failed!” at him while throwing my covenant ring at his chest. * I was relaying the tale of the silent panic attack and flashback I had when I went to dessert with... Continue Reading →
Saturday morning, I woke up crying; that day was one I wish I didn’t have to endure. Friday night—into the wee hours of the morning (before the sun made its debut)—intrusive memories created a whirlwind in my brain that lasted so long I almost watched the sun rise. Last Tuesday, I hung out with some... Continue Reading →
It’s a few minutes before 5:00a.m and I’m awake. I’m up worshipping; a practice I’ve not implemented in way too long. Neglecting and Bargaining with Yahweh Life and stress have distracted me, broken me, and I’ve neglected my relationship with Yahweh. I’ve been struggling with depression, anxiety, a hardened heart, and suicidal thoughts for the... Continue Reading →
Musings of a Wanderer 