• Being diagnosed with a mental illness has recently been something that I see as a gift. I have more compassion for those struggling with mental illness and mental health issues than I’ve ever had before. This is the silver lining for me. Blogging about my struggles in hopes that my story can touch others is…

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  • I appreciate how I no longer feel the need to compete with others. I’m simply in my place and they’re in theirs. No longer am I in an unbalanced place where I’m comparing my circumstances, situation, accomplishments or even my possessions with those of others. I appreciate how my mind can simply be still now…

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  • Lately, I’ve been noticing the kinds of people God has been surrounding me with in life. They’re doers. Me? I do but only once I’ve procrastinated some. But why do I do this? Well, it’s as if I think I’m buying myself time from facing bad results. I have a huge fear problem. History of…

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  • Some days I’m just not up for it. I will be distracted, not present and zapped of joy or contentment. On days where I’m really feeling the bipolar depression, it is hard to get out of bed, and I see the worst in life. So, what does this mean for my role with my kids?…

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  • A thought has been stirring me lately: As a creation of God, I need to see my value to Him. As a child of God, I need to really understand my sonship in Him. For me, this comes down to acceptance. Feelings of worthlessness have kept me from accepting the great value that God puts…

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  • Do you struggle with one lie about yourself that just seems to be harder to shake than others? Well, I do. This lie tells me that I’m not memorable, that I just fade into the background. This lie tells me there is nothing about me that sets me apart; no talent or skill I have…

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  • I’ve been told before that having anxiety is damnable. That then, of course didn’t help my anxiety at all. But, I’m older now and I see anxiety as a normal part of my life, especially due to my bipolar disorder. I struggle with self-esteem on a daily basis. Some days are worse than others and…

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  • Not sure who out there gives this much thought, but I’ve heard from my therapist that there are a lot of moms like me struggling with being at home, especially after having a career. The work I do in my home is perhaps – no, not perhaps – IS – the greatest work I’ll do…

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  • Only God knows how much time I’ve spent in this life people pleasing. It’s perhaps one of the hardest bad habits I’ve ever tried to break. It’s a daily battle but the less I do it, the more I’m able to recognize that what others think of me is irrelevant. As long as I’m doing…

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