In the beginning of this year, I found myself spiraling into depression. Anxiety gripped me and I felt so lonely. I was in an extremely dark place. We had had so many changes that had been happening that I began to feel lost. I’ve struggled with times of depression throughout my life, but never to the point where I was this year. I kept crying out to God and would hear nothing. Feel nothing. Sundays were the worst day of the week for me. I would go to church, and once there, I would paste on my “happy, Christian mask,” all the while crying inside. Sometimes, I couldn’t even make it through the service without going to the bathroom and sobbing. I would think to myself, “How is it that I’m in a building full of Christians that I SHOULD be able to talk to about this and yet, here I am alone, crying, and not sure what to do?” I struggled with the stigma of depression in the church and the thoughts that come along with it like, “I must not be praying hard enough,” or “maybe my faith isn’t strong enough.” Thinking that I should have the joy of the Lord and by admitting how I’m feeling, I’m going against that.
One of those Sundays, I got home, went into the bathroom so that my kids wouldn’t hear me cry, and that was where I hit rock bottom. I didn’t want to do this anymore. Couldn’t live like this anymore. Wanted it all to end, but didn’t know what to do. Thoughts started coming into my mind about just being done and ending it all. So much loneliness. So much sadness. I knew something was wrong with me, but didn’t know how to fix it. I texted a friend and said, “Please pray!” Then I got my Bible and started to read out loud different scriptures that I had highlighted to help me combat these extra low feelings and thoughts that I was having. It was the only thing I knew to do at the time. I was scared.
That week, I had an appointment with my doctor and before I went to that appointment, I prayed, “God, if You hear me, and I believe that You do, I NEED you to have the doctor say something to help this be addressed today.” I knew I didn’t have the strength to bring it up to her on my own. Halfway through the appointment, God answered my prayer. I was telling her how I had been crying a lot and then she flat out asked me if I was depressed. I found the courage to say yes, and I felt a huge relief. I am so grateful that my doctor is a Christian, because she explained depression to me so clearly that day, both the physical aspect and spiritual aspect, and how they were so closely related. She also helped me to see past that church/Christian stigma. That what I was dealing with was a real thing and I knew that I no longer needed to try to go it alone.
I needed help. I started taking an antidepressant and began going to counseling. These two things, along with prayer, helped me get started on the path of healing. Emotionally, mentally, and spiritually. I am no longer taking antidepressants and only go to counseling as needed, praise God, but it was not an easy road. I gained many valuable tools along the way to use when depression tries to creep in, though, and know that I am stronger and have the ability now to reach out for help.
If YOU are in a bad place and need help, please don’t be afraid to ask for it. Reach out to someone. Whether at your church, or to your doctor, your friends, your family. There ARE people that care. And you are not weak for asking for help. You are also not alone in this. One of the things that I learned through counseling and other opportunities this year is to not hide things. Let people know what’s going on. Be yourself. Be honest. Be willing to be open. I have found that by being open and honest with people, it opens up a door for them to feel comfortable enough to be honest with themselves and others, also. We all have struggles. YOU ARE NOT ALONE IN THIS.
By now you may be wondering why I titled this post “Thanksgiving.” Well, some verses in the Bible that I have looked to time and again this year are Philippians 4:6-7. It says, “Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.” WITH THANKSGIVING. Through this journey, I have learned one of the keys to battling depression and anxiety is thanksgiving. Gratefulness. Thankfulness. I started writing a “Thankful for” list in the back of my journal and over time, I have filled pages of things that I am thankful for. When we focus on being grateful, even in the small things, that shifts our mindset into a better place. We are no longer focusing inward, but looking up and all around us and our focus begins to move outward. The verses that follow those then say, “Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things.” Shift your focus. Shift your thoughts. I encourage you today to start writing a list of things you’re thankful for. I bet that you will be surprised how many things there are that can go on that list! And once you start, it’s hard to stop.
I pray that you will feel the love of God surround you and that His peace that passes all understanding will guard your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.