Another loss…

Just recently I saw on my Facebook feed about another suicide; not anyone well known, but someone who does a job that so many do across the country. Her name was Jessica Starr and she was the meteorologist for Fox 2 News in Detroit, Michigan. She was 35 years old.

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Neon Gravestones

I suffer from depression…

This is a statement that more and more people are now admitting to. 15 years ago, saying you suffered from depression was a stigma; you either got the phrase “just get over it” or “just take some medication and you will be fine” or “go to counseling”. Sometimes it made us feel more depressed or have more anxiety because we felt we shouldn’t be allowed to feel this way and because we do there must be something wrong with us. This is where the next thing comes into play… Suicide.
I have blogged about suicide before and have used Twenty One Pilots music as a way to express certain things, but after the new album came out and i heard Neon Gravestones, I felt i had to express more on just how Suicide is a real issue that i don’t think we fully understand.

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Christian and Depressed

How can you be a Christian and still depressed?

That is the misconception about being a Christian. Just because you are one does not mean your problems and pain all go away. In all honesty, I think it gets worse.
Satan loves to tempt us, hurt us, anyway possible because he wants to see us fall far more than those who are not christians. He loves to see us just hurt God with our sins and relishes in it. I don’t know about you but I feel sometimes being a Christian is a lot of pressure. Society has this idea of what a Christian is supposed to be and if we are not even an inch close to that we are put down for it; which makes our depression worse. We feel we are not good enough and why would God love someone who is so messed up?

Here is the reminder: God loves the broken. It wasn’t until I was older on how i finally understood that statement. I am a broken messed up ball of craziness, and God loves every ounce of me.

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