Is there a difference in having pastors who can counsel, compared to hiring a licensed counselor? Should churches hire counselors on staff? How would that even work? Is it allowed? Kristen Kansiewicz joins us to discuss these topics and more! Kristen is a Licensed Mental Health Counselor in Lynn, MA and has been the […]
As most of you know, Robert Vore and I launched the CXMH Podcast: A Podcast at the Intersection of Christianity and Mental Health a few months ago. We are so excited to announce what we hope will become an amazing annual event, “Liturgy of the Forsaken: A Night of Stories and Struggle,” which will take place […]
I’m not called to have it all figured out. I’m not called to have wise words or answers or certainty. I’m called to use what I have, my weaknesses, for the benefit of people around me.
For me, I often find myself writing more when I’m more keenly aware of my depression.
The moments where it’s harder to pick myself up, when I’m fighting the hardest against the lies of my head, these moments are usually followed by moments when I feel like what I’m writing is worthwhile. In my hardest times, I know what I need to hear. And if I truly believe that you’re not alone in your struggles, then I must believe it for myself as well. This means that the things I need to hear are probably things that someone else needs to hear too.
Maybe in my weakest moments, I’m the most useful for God because I know I can’t do it.
Living with mental illness colors everything in life.
It is often extremely stressful and exhausting. Sometimes living with mental illness means wondering what it would be like to be happy–to be free.
It’s hoping for someone to hear you say, I’m okay,” but squeeze you tight and call your bluff. You long to be happy, but life with mental illness is a constant inner voice that whispers, “You don’t deserve happiness.”
Mental illness has a million different faces, but this is my experience.