My battle with depression.
In one more month I will hit the two year anniversary of my quit smoking date. It has been, according to my quit counter, One Year, Ten Months, Twenty Six Days, 23 Hours and 21 Minutes since I put out my last cigarette and I am still trying to get my head around how easy it has been. Giving up smoking may not seem like a miracle to others but, deep down in my very soul, I know for certain God did this for me and words cannot express how loved it makes me feel! I have smoked since I was 14 years old and, by the time I quit,…
December 24 marks six months since I last had a cigarette and I am dancing with joy over how easy God has made this for me.
I've had a theory about the causes of depression for many years now but it doesn't seem to be one that anyone else knows about so I thought I should share it.
I have been a born again Christian for around 33 years now and the issue of "the joy of the Lord" has troubled me for all of that time. Recently God used Cesar Millan, The Dog Whisperer, to teach me something about joy.
My plan to go get myself laid on Saturday night didn't work out quite the way I intended.
That's it. I'm tired of living half a life. I think it might finally be time to climb off my high horse, hang up my halo and become human again!
Life is a dance. I just wish mine was not the Hokey Pokey!
Depression is a difficult thing to get rid of when you are prone to all varieties of it. Here is the tale of my latest run-in with the beast.
I was browsing through some of my older blog entries and it was a bit of a shock to see how far I have come since getting treatment for my depression!
It's four in the morning and there's nothing to do so I decided to write about nothing.