Made a decision to turn our lives over to the care of God as we understood him.
I can’t do this alone. Doctors, therapy, medication, and time are just not sufficient to overcome the ravages of being a person with bipolar.
A few weeks ago, I was faced with yet another medication change. After awhile a medication that has been working beautifully will decide it is tired and will quietly- albeit loudly- go to sleep. As I set my mind to another round of side effects and the possibility the new medication might not work, I began to feel the “less” syndrome began. The worthless, hopeless, useless, messages dominated my thoughts.
I have learned that I am under the care of a doctor for the symptoms and the care of God for my life. I used to feel like I had to justify God and having a mental illness.
I am more secure now in my relationship with God, relying not on other’s, but on my understanding of him.