Tag: Anxiety

"The day my Mom died I called my husband...Then he began to tell me a story about my Mom. A story that I never knew about her before because she didn’t want me to know."

"This post is from someone who dealt with fear, anxiety, worry, and depression for forty years, the last ten of those being the worst."

For someone who doesn’t live with anxiety, it can be difficult to understand and care for someone who does. This mom's letter is mental health GOLD.

"Until a few years ago as December approached I would find myself starting to worry. Would everyone have a good time? Had I remembered everyone’s presents? Did the house look festive enough? Pressure and stress built up as the list of non-negotiable (as I saw it at the time) events filled my diary."

"People have the notion that since I am so often limping along, dragging my frazzled nerves behind me, God must not be real. If He was real, I would not be suffering so much."

"My hope is no longer in being healed. One day we will be given resurrected bodies that no longer need to battle. But until then, we fight."

"We don’t have to have massive amounts of faith to be delivered from anxiety and depression."

I stared at her and she held out her arms for me. Me. The scary monster. She wanted me. The same person who frightened her, she was seeking comfort from.