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!

Wednesday, May 22, 2013

Awakening

"The LORD your God, who goes before you, He will fight for you…" (Deuteronomy 1:30).
Ain't that the truth.
I'm feeling better.  I've put some boundaries in place.  I've decided not to return the message left by a friend.  Truth be told, I haven't listened to the message.  Why should I when she didn't respond to any of my emails (well, maybe one but I don't remember) during the past eight months?  There's no hurry (in my mind) to respond.  
I have an appointment with Faith tomorrow night.  I'm trying to get my head wrapped around what to talk to her about.  As Carol (my previous therapist) used to say, "Amy, I only have 45 minutes a week to help you."  I'm reminding myself to use that time wisely.
It seems some of my emotions have returned.  Tears of tenderness, justified anger, and some joy.  I'm more aware that I need to read my cards more often.  I think they keep me on top of what's going on. 
Time to work on something else.