The power of prayer. It is an amazing thing. I truly believe that prayer and medication was what got me through this.
Today is the first day I am seeing the light.
Exactly three months ago today, my psychosis started. Exactly three months ago today, I descended into my own personal hell. My heart broke, my mind betrayed me, and my soul seemed to be shattered. I was someone else.
Today, I feel hopeful. I feel happy. I feel like I am coming through to the other side. This day is the first day that I have had no psychotic or depressive symptoms whatsoever. I found myself smiling at my newborn, and feeling pure joy. I have not felt that since he was born. I played with my oldest, genuinely enjoying it. God is good.
God is good, all the time!
I thank anyone and everyone thinking of me and praying for me throughout this hard time. I believe in miracles, and this was one.
Praise be to God.
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