[bluewind]

I was in a suicidal depression for weeks, hospitalized 6 times in 6 months. 3 days a go I could not go on. I had reached the end. I was in a pit of darkness and despair with all my fears and negativity pushing me further down. There was no light at the top anymore.

In desperation I called out to God. I screamed for help. I could not go on alone any further. I was done. I asked for Jesus. Mind you, I had cut spirituality or at least the God word out of my life for many months. In fact most of my life I had rebelled against it.

But God and Jesus nd the angels pulled me out when I asked for a rope. The dArkness faded and a little light came in. I realized I wasn't ever really alone. None of us are. I read Lorna Byrnes book called Angels in my hair. I have read this several times. I felt even more connected to the spiritual world. I asked for Jesus to open the door back open for me and a great wind stirred up and blew open my back door, literally while I lay there praying and weeping.

We are all loved. We are never alone. All we have to do is let go and let God take over. My depression is much much better. I'm not all the way well yet but I have hope. I have gratitude. I am living in the spirit and have been rescued.

This has just been my experience. Last week if I had read this I would have gotten pissed off at the poster. But my life is changing in so many ways. I am out of the pit and in the light. Spirituality has saved me from myself. I have a huge power to lean on and my trust and faith is growing every day.

[Charly1]

God bless you

[Phoenix_1]

My boyfriend stopped talking to me in July. (He lives in Missouri and I live in Canada). I didn't know why he quit talking to me. He never even said goodbye. I got increasingly depressed and my OCD kicked into high gear. I emailed him a LOT and left voice mails on his cell. I sent him songs. We've always communicated through music. We always sent each other songs. By August 20 I felt my life was over and I was suicidal. I wrote a note to my kids. Fortunately I passed out from drinking before I took any pills. I felt really stupid when I woke up in the morning. And boy was I sick - hungover. I don't think I ever drank that much before.
August 29 I gave up hoping that he would come back. I cried for 3 hours and the whole time I cried I prayed to God to give me strength. The only thing I asked for was strength to go on with my life. An hour later I got an email from my boyfriend. He'd been dx with fibromyalgia and needed time to wrap his head around that, so he disappeared. He also said he knew that something was wrong with me but he didn't know what. I got my bp2 dx Aug 14, and I told him about it, and he was ok with it. God sent him back to me, I believe. God does listen.

[99 FAIRIES]

Amen! I couldn't agree more.

[creativelight]

Baby we are bipolar because half of us is connected to God, to the divine. We are sensitive, we know more... We believe. Believe.i believe. You are on target, get God, have life!

[Hoping4aCure]

God Bless you forever. hang on to Jesus and you will make it.

[Patsy Cline]

Originally Posted by creativelight

Baby we are bipolar because half of us is connected to God, to the divine. We are sensitive, we know more... We believe. Believe.i believe. You are on target, get God, have life!

Is that your painting?

[Victoria'smom]

Blue wind, I'm glade you found your strength.

[Ladyzero]

What a lovely thread.
I do pray, but wonder why God doesn't hear me. I am alone, lonely, depressed and numb. I won't bring this thread down , with my misery. But all I pray for, is release from my depression. To live again. To love and be loved.
'Oh Lord, hear my prayer'.

I try to not give up hope. I pray daily.
Best wishes.