I've finally accepted the fact that what I suspected may be causing my depression actually is. Its something I went through as a child that I now have to deal with. I've been writing the memories down in my journal but its a difficult, painful process. The weird thing is that my depression was actually controlled until a few days ago and then I came to this conclusion.
I'm trying to trust God but its so difficult, I feel alone and I know its a waste of time but I sometimes wonder why I had to go through what I did. It feels like I may not survive the recovery process, its just so hard. I'm seeing my counsellor next week and I will discuss this with her. There is also sin that I need to deal with that relates to my past which I will, at some stage, bring up with my mentor and ask her to help me deal with it.
I'm getting encouragement from Isaiah 42:3 - "a bruised reed he will not break, and a faintly burning wick he will not quench; he will faithfully bring forth justice."
I'm trying to trust God but its so difficult, I feel alone and I know its a waste of time but I sometimes wonder why I had to go through what I did. It feels like I may not survive the recovery process, its just so hard. I'm seeing my counsellor next week and I will discuss this with her. There is also sin that I need to deal with that relates to my past which I will, at some stage, bring up with my mentor and ask her to help me deal with it.
I'm getting encouragement from Isaiah 42:3 - "a bruised reed he will not break, and a faintly burning wick he will not quench; he will faithfully bring forth justice."