cure my depression

Buckle up kids, it’s gonna be a bumpy ride

I find it hard as i am constantly pariond, dont blend it and just dame right odd lol
i also find it difficult when people are so negative, i have a mild form of autism and people know u, i saw connections worker at college and she said u carant do that that that blar blar, i thought life was about being happy i begin to wounder

Pills do work, but only so much. I guess i need to have more people around me. Living on your own, you have too much time thinking about things which play on your mind.

Please read my comments in this section about doing this. Don’t worry and don’t loose heart and don’t ever give up on this because it is totally worth doing. When the medicine I had been using (that had worked like a miracle initially) stopped working, I had to do something! Please read my comments in this section about doing this.

I am no longer spiritually depressed, but could still be a bit physically depressed because I am still achey -but I’m still working on that part.

It used to hurt so much to live that I couldn’t even see how dying would take that never ending pain away. Hell is a state of mind and I was there -worse than the hellfire brimstone stuff!

Hey, I don’t care what your cultural/religious/spiritual background is, but to do this I really think you need to have a spiritual awakening. Trying going through a “12 step” program too (like the ones they have at alcoholics anonomys). That helped me a lot. Another thing that helped me is in the Good Book 2 Corinthians 12, Paul (apostle extrodinare) is joking around about how he is going to start braging about his weaknesses because “Gods strength is made perfect in my weaknesses” -So I was thinking about that, and you know, love would be really shallow if everyone was perfect. I don’t even think it would really be ‘love’ at all. Love needs no reason and if one of the major things we are here to do is learn to love eachother, it would be pointless if we were all perfect. Anyway, God loves us just the way we are no matter what horrible crazy things we’ve done. We are all God’s children. Let me tell you, I am far from a perfect mother, but if one of my kids did something really horrible to the other one, I wouldn’t stop loving the first. -And God is perfect soooo…. Being here, in the world, in the flesh, really makes people do horrible things sometimes. Punishing yourself over and over again for some moments of weakness or just for your weaknesses in general by hating yourself just puts more bad ‘chi’ in the world. So repent (repent means change your mind to be in unity with the will of God) and just go help someone. Could be something so small as in opening a door, a smile, anything positive. Just don’t sink into Darkness. God doesn’t want you there. He loves you lots and lots. -And you should too :)

Oh and no matter what name you call God, talk to him more. It helps! (And for you mega fundementalists-I think that God, the perfect being knows when you are talking to him or not so if you call him deus (latin), dios (spanish), or allah (many middle eastern dialects), great spirit, jehova, elohim, or even ‘the higher/divine power’, God is going to listen to you. My daughter Emily calls me Mamamer and I still listen (and I’m far far far from perfect :)

Oh and God just isn’t in sacred texts. He’s all around you. So listen when your friends say something profound that you really needed to hear.

I can give anyone evidence of my progress. I was on 400 mg of wellbutrin, 60mg celexa, and 10mg busprione at the same time each day!!! Now I am on nothing. I still have hateful thoughts (just a hair fraction of what I had before), but each time I do, I say ‘thats not true!!’ and I follow with the thought that ‘God loves me for me, heck he made me and he doesn’t make junk.’