In a perfect world everyone would tell the truth. The truth is though that a lot of people are scared of the truth. They are scared to tell the truth and scared to hear the truth. Sometimes we are scared to admit the truth to ourselves.
Maybe the truth goes deeper than: “does this make me look fat?” Or “I’m on my way”-when you haven’t left yet. Maybe the truth is “I’m hurting”, “I’m hiding”, “something isn’t right but I don’t know what it is”.
I have been pretty open and honest about my anxiety and depression journey. I admit that I suffered for much longer than I needed to because I couldn’t be truthful with myself to admit that something wasn’t right. The pride in my life kept me from seeking or receiving help.
The truth is that until we admit to ourselves that we have a problem that problem will not go away. Once we admit that something isn’t right we open ourselves up to getting help and thus we start repairing the brokenness.
John 8:32 “Then you will know the truth, and the truth will set you free.”
Healing depression, anxiety, or any mental illness/disorder isn’t always as easy as 1, 2, 3. It isn’t as easy as someone saying “just get over it”. It is admitting that you are hurting, it is seeking help, it is surrounding yourself with people or even one person who supports you and your healing journey.
The truth is your friends and family cannot fix you. It’s not their job to fix you BUT they can help and support you through your journey. I never expected my husband to fix me. I expected him to support me in getting help. I needed him to understand that counseling was beneficial for me and that medication is a necessary process for my healing. Luke couldn’t possibly understand why I was feeling the way that I felt but he supported my journey and continues to do so.
With the help of counseling, medication and support from my loved ones I have overcome a large part of my suffering. However, I still battle anxiety and depression. I still struggle with OCD. I fight wars daily. But! I was given tools, weapons to fight. Tools and weapons that I would not have received had I not admitted that I needed help and got the help that I deserved.
Not one person deserves to suffer. I would never wish anxiety, depression, or any mental illness on anyone. They are diseases that no one should endure.
I have been told that if I had true faith in Jesus that I wouldn’t suffer. That comment was a stab in my heart. I value my relationship with Jesus and I have depended solely on faith and grace in many, many circumstances. I truthfully believe that we go through these trials to help prepare us for harder things that will come our way. We go through these things to survive and tell our story and to help others. We may not understand our purpose but there is always a purpose.
I pray for those who are suffering deeper than anyone could possibly understand. I pray that a glimmer of hope be revealed to them. If that is you, please know that there is someone who loves you. You do not need to suffer in silence or alone.
Offer yourself grace for feeling bad. For feeling weak and overcome. Allow those feelings to be unhappy-they are a part of you-just don’t unpack and live there. Find your reason to fight and fight hard. Seek help. Get the tools and weapons for fighting the beast in your life. YOU ARE WORTH IT! And that’s the truth.