I have struggled with depression ever since I was a child (I am now in college). About four years ago I pushed myself over the edge and had a mental breakdown. Here are some factors that may have contributed:
- My dad struggles with depression and my brother struggles with anxiety and OCD. Perhaps this is something that runs in the family.
- I was homeschooled 1st-12th grade and had little social interaction with others besides church and maybe a homeschool co-op once a week.
- I tend to be introverted and think a lot.
- Through my childhood I read a lot of older Christian books. Many of them emphasized the wrath and judgment of God and taught a strict examination of the state of one's soul.
There were literally weeks on end where I would feel like I was being suspended over the pit of hell, and I did everything in my power to try to gain assurance of my salvation. I tried to repent of every sin; I spent increasing amounts of time in my room reading the books I mentioned above, trying to impress myself with the importance of salvation; and I cut back on going out, watching movies, or anything else that might distract me.
After I would spend long hours agonizing over my salvation in my room I would feel completely exhausted. Over time this feeling of exhaustion became permanent, and I felt like I was dying on the inside.
Four years later, I have gone on medication, I have stopped reading judgmental books, I have gone to four different Christian counselors to address my wrong thinking, and I feel like all of my questions and fears about my salvation have been answered. However, I feel like my mind has never been the same since my breakdown. I have trouble thinking, and this has made school very difficult. I know that depression can cloud your mind - I experienced this for years before my breakdown, but this is different. No one I know has experienced this, so I feel alone. My counselors try to address my condition the way they would a normal depression, but it's not working. I literally feel like I damaged my mind in some way by prolonged, intense concentration on my sin and God's judgment.
My life is falling apart and it seems I have exhausted every available option. Earlier this year I started to have suicidal thoughts for the first time. I also started looking at porn for the first time as an escape.
Right now, I am lost and confused. I feel like the only thing that might help is for me to move from New England to California and start a new life. I would leave behind anything and everything that would bring back feelings of legalism and condemnation. I want to be free and be myself. I have so much potential that is being stifled here. My dad grew up in California so I've been out there about 6 times and it is my ideal vacation spot.
On the other hand, I am afraid that when I get to California I will just let loose and throw God away. Other people are worried about me being lonely and depressed out there and committing suicide. Some people are telling me to go off all medication. Others are telling me to try another medication that may have helped my brother. I don't want to wait another month or two for the new medication to take effect.
Sorry for the long post. I would love to hear your input, especially if you have gone through a similar experience.
- My dad struggles with depression and my brother struggles with anxiety and OCD. Perhaps this is something that runs in the family.
- I was homeschooled 1st-12th grade and had little social interaction with others besides church and maybe a homeschool co-op once a week.
- I tend to be introverted and think a lot.
- Through my childhood I read a lot of older Christian books. Many of them emphasized the wrath and judgment of God and taught a strict examination of the state of one's soul.
There were literally weeks on end where I would feel like I was being suspended over the pit of hell, and I did everything in my power to try to gain assurance of my salvation. I tried to repent of every sin; I spent increasing amounts of time in my room reading the books I mentioned above, trying to impress myself with the importance of salvation; and I cut back on going out, watching movies, or anything else that might distract me.
After I would spend long hours agonizing over my salvation in my room I would feel completely exhausted. Over time this feeling of exhaustion became permanent, and I felt like I was dying on the inside.
Four years later, I have gone on medication, I have stopped reading judgmental books, I have gone to four different Christian counselors to address my wrong thinking, and I feel like all of my questions and fears about my salvation have been answered. However, I feel like my mind has never been the same since my breakdown. I have trouble thinking, and this has made school very difficult. I know that depression can cloud your mind - I experienced this for years before my breakdown, but this is different. No one I know has experienced this, so I feel alone. My counselors try to address my condition the way they would a normal depression, but it's not working. I literally feel like I damaged my mind in some way by prolonged, intense concentration on my sin and God's judgment.
My life is falling apart and it seems I have exhausted every available option. Earlier this year I started to have suicidal thoughts for the first time. I also started looking at porn for the first time as an escape.
Right now, I am lost and confused. I feel like the only thing that might help is for me to move from New England to California and start a new life. I would leave behind anything and everything that would bring back feelings of legalism and condemnation. I want to be free and be myself. I have so much potential that is being stifled here. My dad grew up in California so I've been out there about 6 times and it is my ideal vacation spot.
On the other hand, I am afraid that when I get to California I will just let loose and throw God away. Other people are worried about me being lonely and depressed out there and committing suicide. Some people are telling me to go off all medication. Others are telling me to try another medication that may have helped my brother. I don't want to wait another month or two for the new medication to take effect.
Sorry for the long post. I would love to hear your input, especially if you have gone through a similar experience.
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