TheCrimson said:
Ive done a lot of things and they havent solved my depression. I even attempt suicide and had to go to a mental hospital and I go to a couslelor on a weekly basis and Im going to see a psychiatrist soon. I am also taking antidepressdants (zoloft) its been about a month ive been on zoloft and none of this stuff seems to work. Im just frustrated and dont know what to do anymore...
There is hope. You just have to be patient.
I've battled depression for years and have seen psychiatrists and psychotherapists. I've been suicidal and have taken many different antidepressants. Currently I am on two antidepressants, but have taken as many as three different kinds at one time!
I have suffered from chronic illness for sixteen years. There is no cure and I thought no hope.
I went through the same phases that someone goes through when someone dies. I tried denial and it did not work. I got stuck on anger for about six years. I did not go to church for two years.
I have reached acceptance and am learning to live with my illness. It has been a long difficult road.
At one time death looked like an attractive alternative. I attempted suicide more than once.
Looking back I see God's hand on me. At the time it was the farthest thing from my mind. I only wanted to escape.
My turning point came about a year ago. I am not sure why I went back to church. I did and that is the main thing. I was very emotionally fragile at the time. I needed help, but could not see it.
I had tried everything else and nothing worked. I finally tried God. I asked his forgiveness. I was feeling a lot of guilt around the suicide issue. Afterall, Christians are not supposed to kill themselves.
In my desperation I cried out and asked God to take it away. At first I felt nothing, but over a couple of weeks the transformation was remarkable. People started coming up to me telling me that I was glowing.
I went to a healing service and God told me that I would not be healed. I could identify with Paul who asked three times to be delivered from his thorn in the flesh. Some Christian friends laid hands on me and I felt God's love. It was a great release. I had not felt like that in many years.
The next time I asked for healing, God told me that he was refining me. I got this message confirmed by other Christians over and over. God had been waiting for me to surrender to him.
When I finally surrendered to him, it was wonderful. I bathed in his love and never wanted to leave his presence. I have never lost that feeling. I walked into my psychotherapist's office the next day and told her I did not need to come back because the Lord had cured me. She was dumbfounded.
I have stopped taking all medication for as long as a month with no signs of depression. I continue to take antidepressants for my family. It gives them peace of mind. They also help me to sleep better and deal with pain.
I am still the same person. I still am ill, but the depression is gone. God has used my illness to get me to surrender my whole life to him. Previously I was driven to succeed and was proud of being independent and self-reliant. God sid not make me sick, but he used my illness to help me to depend on him and not myself.
A Christian therapist later told me that it is Satan's job to drive a wedge between God and us. He does this by making us feel small and unimportant. We play into his hands when we feel sorry for ourselves and undervalue ourselves. God's job is to take away our burdens. We need to leave them in his hands. I am a control freak so this has not been easy.
God's way always leads us to him and towards greater reliance on him. Anything that leads us away from God or to depend on ourselves is not from God.
One thing that I know and have not one hestitation about. God loves me more than I can ever know. He loves all of us the same. He wants to carry our load if we can surrender to him.
I did not love myself, but God never stopped loving me. I felt ashamed that as a Christian I was taking antidepressants and that I was suicidal. I realize that guilt was the wrong response. This only made me feel worse.
I needed to learn to love myself the way God does. It wasn't easy, especially as long as I continued to feel sorry for myself. I had to cast that aside. God showed me the way through Christian friends and by enveloping me in his love and protection.
Please take a chance on God. He should be our first resort, but because of depression we cannot see that. It is never too late with God. He wants us to come to him regardless of when and whatever the circumstances.
You need to surrender all to him. You have nothing to lose because you were ready to cast your life away at one point. Why not cast it in
God's direction? Ask for friends to pray over you. Ask for the annointing of the Holy Spirit. Ask to be filled with his love. Ask for protection from Satan and his lies.
I write these things in the hope that others will not have to go through what I have gone through. I do it in obedience to God so that he can get all of the credit. If you are suffering from depression or know somebody who is who is chances are that you/they need a whole lot of love and understanding. God is the perfect one to give the love. You can supply the understanding.