aj's journal
Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2011 8:23 am
well, um, hi . . .
I found Christianity Oasis this morning as I was looking for a Christian depression support group, and I've joined. I don't know what to expect from it, really. I've dealt with depression for the last 12 years, and I've been a Christian for the last 8. Those states of being don't fit very well together, in my mind, but I'm hoping this study will help me reconcile them, somehow.
I've been doing pretty well for the majority of this year, but the lows hit me again a few days ago and I can't wait to outlive them. Part of it is the prelude to winter -- I do NOT winter well -- and part of it is the pressure I'm putting on my visit home this week (my family is 500 miles away and I only get home twice a year, so those times mean a lot -- I raise them to totally unrealistic levels . . .). On a smaller scale, I can't quit smoking and I have a spot that I've convinced myself is a fatal melanoma (did I mention the hypochondria?) and I had a "fight" with my sister on Friday. I say "fight" in that it was more of a flash of attitude from her that I couldn't tone down, and she hung up on me. I am not doing well this weekend.
I found Christianity Oasis this morning as I was looking for a Christian depression support group, and I've joined. I don't know what to expect from it, really. I've dealt with depression for the last 12 years, and I've been a Christian for the last 8. Those states of being don't fit very well together, in my mind, but I'm hoping this study will help me reconcile them, somehow.
I've been doing pretty well for the majority of this year, but the lows hit me again a few days ago and I can't wait to outlive them. Part of it is the prelude to winter -- I do NOT winter well -- and part of it is the pressure I'm putting on my visit home this week (my family is 500 miles away and I only get home twice a year, so those times mean a lot -- I raise them to totally unrealistic levels . . .). On a smaller scale, I can't quit smoking and I have a spot that I've convinced myself is a fatal melanoma (did I mention the hypochondria?) and I had a "fight" with my sister on Friday. I say "fight" in that it was more of a flash of attitude from her that I couldn't tone down, and she hung up on me. I am not doing well this weekend.