I have major problems in my life;-
Social anxiety - death, hell, general life and the list could go on.
Depression
Post traumatic stress disorder
Over hyper imagination
High levels of emotions (I can flip from happy to near crying in seconds)
Hallucinations (hearing voices, thinking demons are watching me)
Majorly parnoid
Mild dementia
Up untill I was 13 I was a Christian, I definitely believed that the Lord Jesus Christ died for our sins. Then I fell into the world and stopped believing, at 14 I was drinking, at 15 smoking weed and shortly before my 16 birthday I started taking class A drugs. This completely escalated from there on I would be taking drugs on the regular and really abused anything I could get my hands on if I thought it would give me a buzz. When I was 17 I tried LSD and had a bad trip where I thought I was being dragged to hell, it was one of the scariest nights of my life for me and my friends as I was uncontrollable for 3 hours then passed out, thankfully I awoke an hour later fine but had no memory of what happened it was only weeks and even years later that I remembered what truly happened that night. but this didn't stop me taking drugs if anything I dove in harder. At 17-1/2 I was out drinking and fell over and fractured my skull badly and led to a brain hemorrhage, I got really bad headaches and had to get a VP shunt (a tube from my brain to my stomach to drain excess fluid) this is still in me. after the operation the doctor, told me this could work for 1 day or 1000 days and hopefully I have 15 -20 years to work and maybe they can fix it if it stops working. it can lead to a coma or death at any point in my life. this shocked me to the core and so I made ever day like my last, I would do anything to make me happy as this is when the anxiety started about death, so drugs would be the only thing to make me stop thinking.
At age 20th drugs started to not really work for me any more, I would have to take more and more and eventually they stopped working at all, I would just be taking them because my body needed them, I would be walking around and it literally felt like demons where watching me and sometimes on my back. on my 21st birthday night, my girlfriend at the time told me she didn't want to be with me anymore and she was leaving me. I was completely heart broke, I loved her so much and it destroyed me inside. The day after my birthday I decided I was going to kill myself, I was sitting in my car trying to work how I would do it amd where. then I heard a voice, it was so calm, so welcoming and peaceful, said "don't do that come unto me" It felt like the voice of God, I couldn't believe it but my whole life flashed before me eyes and everything made sense of how my life had went, so I repented there and asked God to help me. The following week I still felt abit crazy for hearing that voice so I tested it, I read the Bible and saw more and more signs pointing to the fact that God is real and it felt like everything was going to be okay, I had this feeling of peace. I soon started going to church and my life was turning around for the better.
It's been 4 months on, till this day sense my 21St birthday I haven't taken any drugs or drink at all.
Ive seeked help from a Christian guy that helps people with drug problems and when I told him my story he said it takes roughly a year for all the drugs to come out of my system and to feel normal again, but it took him about 2-3 years and said my story matches his nearly to the té.
Im on here to seek help as I feel like I'm at the end of my rope, I've still got all the problems before I got saved only that I no longer take drugs. I know I've got mental health problem but I don't know how much longer I can fight the good fight, I have voices in my head every day (nearly every second) It feels like theres 3 voices in my head, 1 good voice, 1 bad voice, and my stuck in the middle, my opinion. I have mad thoughts that normal people shouldn't like suicide or killing people. then I have the good voices telling me what I should do like be productive and live a good life. Before I became a Christian I would stop the thought by taking drugs but I can't do that anymore obviously, I know what I should and shouldn't do, sometimes I can go on a be okay but most of the time I'm completely silent to the people around because of the mad thoughts, I can't control it. I have managed to hold of from taking drink or drugs amd most of the time I just distract myself driving about, reading my Bible or TV but the distractions only last for so long untill the voices start. many times I've thought about commiting suicide but have swore not too for my families sake for how much they love me, and ofc for the Bible tells us not to harm ourselves. I don't know how much longer I can fight the good fight, I literally feel like I'm at the end of the rope. the guy that helps me said I just have to keep struggling on and it'll be okay 1 day but I just don't feel like I can go on much longer. I pray constantly amd even try to do good deeds like give out tracks and talk to people a out Jesus to see if that will help but I'm not seeing any results. I'm stuck in constant limbo saying I wont do it and I will. I literally feel like I'm in Hell right now because I'm never happy, after taking so much drugs for years nothing brings me happiness anymore.
Some advice would be great from anyone out there aggggghhhhhh.
Social anxiety - death, hell, general life and the list could go on.
Depression
Post traumatic stress disorder
Over hyper imagination
High levels of emotions (I can flip from happy to near crying in seconds)
Hallucinations (hearing voices, thinking demons are watching me)
Majorly parnoid
Mild dementia
Up untill I was 13 I was a Christian, I definitely believed that the Lord Jesus Christ died for our sins. Then I fell into the world and stopped believing, at 14 I was drinking, at 15 smoking weed and shortly before my 16 birthday I started taking class A drugs. This completely escalated from there on I would be taking drugs on the regular and really abused anything I could get my hands on if I thought it would give me a buzz. When I was 17 I tried LSD and had a bad trip where I thought I was being dragged to hell, it was one of the scariest nights of my life for me and my friends as I was uncontrollable for 3 hours then passed out, thankfully I awoke an hour later fine but had no memory of what happened it was only weeks and even years later that I remembered what truly happened that night. but this didn't stop me taking drugs if anything I dove in harder. At 17-1/2 I was out drinking and fell over and fractured my skull badly and led to a brain hemorrhage, I got really bad headaches and had to get a VP shunt (a tube from my brain to my stomach to drain excess fluid) this is still in me. after the operation the doctor, told me this could work for 1 day or 1000 days and hopefully I have 15 -20 years to work and maybe they can fix it if it stops working. it can lead to a coma or death at any point in my life. this shocked me to the core and so I made ever day like my last, I would do anything to make me happy as this is when the anxiety started about death, so drugs would be the only thing to make me stop thinking.
At age 20th drugs started to not really work for me any more, I would have to take more and more and eventually they stopped working at all, I would just be taking them because my body needed them, I would be walking around and it literally felt like demons where watching me and sometimes on my back. on my 21st birthday night, my girlfriend at the time told me she didn't want to be with me anymore and she was leaving me. I was completely heart broke, I loved her so much and it destroyed me inside. The day after my birthday I decided I was going to kill myself, I was sitting in my car trying to work how I would do it amd where. then I heard a voice, it was so calm, so welcoming and peaceful, said "don't do that come unto me" It felt like the voice of God, I couldn't believe it but my whole life flashed before me eyes and everything made sense of how my life had went, so I repented there and asked God to help me. The following week I still felt abit crazy for hearing that voice so I tested it, I read the Bible and saw more and more signs pointing to the fact that God is real and it felt like everything was going to be okay, I had this feeling of peace. I soon started going to church and my life was turning around for the better.
It's been 4 months on, till this day sense my 21St birthday I haven't taken any drugs or drink at all.
Ive seeked help from a Christian guy that helps people with drug problems and when I told him my story he said it takes roughly a year for all the drugs to come out of my system and to feel normal again, but it took him about 2-3 years and said my story matches his nearly to the té.
Im on here to seek help as I feel like I'm at the end of my rope, I've still got all the problems before I got saved only that I no longer take drugs. I know I've got mental health problem but I don't know how much longer I can fight the good fight, I have voices in my head every day (nearly every second) It feels like theres 3 voices in my head, 1 good voice, 1 bad voice, and my stuck in the middle, my opinion. I have mad thoughts that normal people shouldn't like suicide or killing people. then I have the good voices telling me what I should do like be productive and live a good life. Before I became a Christian I would stop the thought by taking drugs but I can't do that anymore obviously, I know what I should and shouldn't do, sometimes I can go on a be okay but most of the time I'm completely silent to the people around because of the mad thoughts, I can't control it. I have managed to hold of from taking drink or drugs amd most of the time I just distract myself driving about, reading my Bible or TV but the distractions only last for so long untill the voices start. many times I've thought about commiting suicide but have swore not too for my families sake for how much they love me, and ofc for the Bible tells us not to harm ourselves. I don't know how much longer I can fight the good fight, I literally feel like I'm at the end of the rope. the guy that helps me said I just have to keep struggling on and it'll be okay 1 day but I just don't feel like I can go on much longer. I pray constantly amd even try to do good deeds like give out tracks and talk to people a out Jesus to see if that will help but I'm not seeing any results. I'm stuck in constant limbo saying I wont do it and I will. I literally feel like I'm in Hell right now because I'm never happy, after taking so much drugs for years nothing brings me happiness anymore.
Some advice would be great from anyone out there aggggghhhhhh.