I just know that any time I believe that the Holy Spirit is healing me in ANY way, I'm on my way to a bad, bad place. And, the reality of this thinking is becoming more and more realistic. I am drinking more and more water and sucking so much from the shower it is almost making me puke (sorry for the imagery!). I KNOW these thoughts do not agree with reality but I can't shake the reality. It's like I fluctuate between this is the Holy Spirit and I have completely lost my mind. I do this until, you guessed it, I completely lose my mind. And in some ways I know this. I know in my demeanor and in how everyone treats me. I feel like I'm becoming depressed...or maybe just failing at my faith. I want to die and I feel like the enemy is imposing suicidal thoughts. I know the thinking is not my own. I just can't anymore.
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Every finger in the room is pointing at me
I want to spit in their faces then I get afraid of what that could bring
I got a bowling ball in my stomach I got a desert in my mouth
Figures that my courage would choose to sell out now
Tori Amos ~ Crucify
Dx: Schizoaffective Disorder
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