Overcoming Darkness: A Journey Through Bipolar Depression and Resilience
8/8/20261 min read
So here I sit drinking coffee, again. I didn't have my kids this entire week. It's her vacation time now. I have bi polar depression, and it's the worst. When I'm alone and I forget to pray it's like the world is closing in. The devil attacks my memory, and talks to me all the time. It's almost not fair that I have to go thru this. After reflecting though it is, it just means God is calling me to be better. I wouldn't be getting attacked if I wasn't doing his will. So I just push on. Ever since my accident I've had to push on. I've taken that challenge head on. Which is why I'm so good today. No one can tell I've had a brain injury by looking at me. I own a house, and can take care of it and 3 animals. Throw in 6 beautiful kids on top of all that. I did it, I had help but I did it alone. Who would of thought a boy with the worst brain injury you can have would accomplish all this. As I sit writing I'm making myself feel better. Life is hard, but it's supposed to be. Anything worth fighting for is. Heaven is real, and I'm going there. One way or another.