About This Blog

My blog shares my recovery journey from childhood abuse to living with mental illness. I've been involved in twelve step groups and therapy since 1982. I accepted Jesus as my Savior in 1988. To the best of my ability, I have followed where He wants me to go and what He wants me to do. Maybe you'll find the hope and strength you need through what I write. Maybe you want to stop hurting yourself. Maybe you have a friend who needs help and can benefit from my story. I was newly disabled when I asked God this question: "What do you want me to do with my life?" I closed my eyes and paused for a few moments to still my mind. This is what I sensed from Him: "Amy, I want you to write your story to bring hope and healing to those who are still suffering." And that's exactly what I am doing!

Sunday, May 19, 2013

Lord, I Need My Therapist

I know I need an appointment with my therapist when:
  • I'm building a resentment against my brother-in-law
  • I'm having flashbacks of physical/sexual abuse while driving
  • I'm avoiding a conflict with a friend
  • My emotions are now going stir crazy
  • I have tidal waves of sadness, anger and scared
  • The self-injury hasn't stopped but has reduced in intensity
  • I want to hide or lash out
  • I want to avoid my psychiatrist
  • I'm an anxious wreck when I leave my house
  • I'm afraid I'm never going to get well
It's time to make the call.  

Lord, you know I need time with Faith.  If it be your will, please provide a time slot I can take.  You are a faithful God who provides for His children's needs.  I'm bringing my need to the foot of the cross.  Humbly, I ask for your provision.  Amen.