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!

Tuesday, October 08, 2013

Depression Screaming


I know what crying on the inside feels like.  There's a concave feeling near my heart, A pit, if you will. It seems very far away like I can't get the sadness out.  So, I wear a mask.  My mask of smiling like everything is okay. 

But there's this other emotion I can't put a name to.  I suspect it's similar to other emotions hiding from the outside.  I can't identify the one that makes me scream on the inside.

It's not frustration or anger.  It's not fear or being afraid.  It's more like a panicky nervous movement of my head and shoulders and then the scream in my head.  Sometimes it's frequent.  

I wonder if this has to do with hearing voices.  I'll have to ask my psychiatrist.  Sometimes the body movement feels uncontrollable.  It's weird.