One Year Sober

Last night at Celebrate Recovery, I celebrated my one year of sobriety. I gave my testimony of my past life, my struggles and my accomplishments.

This year has been full of many blessings and also tribulations. I have struggled with my mental health on numerous occasions and still have them regardless of the sobriety I carry under my belt. My alcoholism is a disease and my mental health is also a life long illness.

I made it to a year! I made it through by the grace of God. I must keep trudging the road the Lord has paved for me not the road I’ve tried to control. Only with this in mind, will I be able to remain sober and manage my mental health.

Tears of a Warrior

Though I stand still and know
My tears fall and surely show
Though I’m with strength and courageous
My heart cannot reach solace, suddenly
My eyes are watered, I cannot see, the end
My thoughts trickle to despair again.

I stand still falling into quick sand, frightened
Waiting for the moment to be enlightened, crying
My insides slowly dying, briefly
For a moment there’s clarity

Feeling destroyed as though to lose, I’m a warrior
I’m without any armor, defeated
My sanity slowly has retreated, only to hope
To win the battle of this winding road, life
I’m a warrior, warriors survive.
T.R.B.R.S

Manic Ahead

I’ve been so frustrated. Husband switched employment which will benefit the family on many levels; however, I’m watching the kiddo way more which causes obvious stress. My bipolar is in manic episode mode. I slept a whole 4 hours last night. Impatience and agitation are peaking. I want to be compassionate to the long hours my husband is putting in for this business to open but I’m screaming on the inside!

I can barely even do a blog to vent on the matter because my 2 year old son in the background says, “game.” That being said, the game apps are on my phone. No free time at ALL!

What do you do for your mental health when time doesn’t allow it?

Selling Our Pain for Likes and Reads

Photo by Sam McGhee on Unsplash “You desire to know the art of living, my friend? It is contained in one phrase: make use of suffering.” ― Henri-Frédéric Amiel In a way, who I am is inseparable from my suffering. My pain dictates my personality, my emotional resilience, and my ambition. My struggle to establish a […]

Selling Our Pain for Likes and Reads

I’ve been in a depressive episode for months. Finally left the house and went to the craft store, spent all day working on these soaps. I was pretty proud of them until my ex came home and told me they were stupid and no one would want them.

God “a small voice”

At first I was very reluctant to go but every Monday I faithfully attended Celebrate Recovery. One night my husband and I got in a heated discussion. “This was it, I had it!” I slammed the door leaving behind my husband, my hopes, my child EVERYTHING and drove to the park. Ironically my old parking ground to drink. I was listening to Linkin Park “In the End” if you’ve never heard this song it repeats obsessively “Its doesn’t even matter” and that’s exactly what I needed to hear as I set crying and screaming in my car. I was sulking in my failures. Suddenly, I realized I had an enemy on my shoulder and I let him beat me up for far too long. I remembered a song I heard in Celebrate Recovery. “Chainbreaker” by Zach Williams. I turned it on. It repeats several times, “There’s a better life.” Yes, I believed in God and I’ve been baptized but inviting him in, like inside my heart, that was a whole new way.

Weakness

Im not being the person I believe I can be

Im drowning in my sorrows, my weakness

Im drowning in the past unable to reach forgiveness

Im weak and lost

Im barely holding on, I’m struggling

Im alone and scared

My disease is baffling

Im no longer confident

Im no longer a strong women

Im no longer anything

Im tempted for things to end

Im weak, where did I go?

What happen to me?

I’ve lost everything

Im standing but barely

Something has to give

I truly want to live

I’ve struggled, I’ve crawled, I don’t want to fall

Im weak, I have nothing at all

Bitter sweet to be deeply saddened

To be anxious and feel tossed

To be weak and on your knees

Im praying and fighting for all I’ve lost.

T.R.B.R.S

Is God apart of your Mental Health?

The first of these points out the obvious—namely, that having faith does not immunize us from mental health problems as we see in the lives of people like St. Louis Martin (1823-1894, father of St. Thérèse of Lisieux) and St. Benedict Joseph Labre (1748-1783). Both were firm believers but suffered in their minds. Second, not every mental illness has a spiritual cause, so having weak faith or no faith is not necessarily the cause of poor mental health. Third, religious or spiritual therapy is never a substitute for medical treatment of mental illnesses. 

The Gospel frees us from the burden of being self-referential and the confusion of not knowing who we are, where we have come from, or where we are going. For the person of faith, everything unfolds along the journey of life that we walk as fellow pilgrims, empowered with the fundamental truth of our identity as God’s beloved children, brothers and sisters in Christ and destined to share eternal life with him. The Gospel insists that life has meaning and that every human life is meaningful. In the words of Cardinal Newman: “God has created me to do him some definitive service; he has committed some work to me which he has not committed to another. I have my mission.”

With the mental suffering of Jesus, God did not take away mental agony but filled it with his presence. Our God does not console us by abolishing anguish of the mind but by entering it and sharing it. United to us in our darkness, Jesus invites those of tortured mind to transcend the darkness with him towards the light of resurrection. By embracing humanity, sorrow and mental pain are no longer foreign to God but have been taken up into his life to be transformed into hope. For those who suffer in their minds, they have a friend and refuge in the sorrowful heart of Jesus in whose suffering they participate.

In the Gospels, forgiveness is a core teaching. Jesus Christ reveals a merciful God who desires to forgive sins and heal wounds caused by human failings. This is the same forgiveness with which he empowers us to forgive ourselves and each other (Matt. 18:21-35). With his forgiveness we are unburdened from guilt, self-loathing, and shame. With God’s forgiveness that we have received and extend to others, we are freed from anger and bitterness and other emotionally destructive feelings such as hatred and revenge. Our faith also enables us to distinguish between the sin and the sinner—to forgive the wrong done to us without denying the wrong that was committed.

Why not have God? If nothing else the Bible is a guide on how we should treat others. A guide to better be kind human beings. Shouldn’t we want to always improve our mental health?