All About Me
It’s been quite a journey. I saw my very first therapist in 2009, it wasn’t until 2011, that I was diagnosed with OCD, Hypochondria, and General Anxiety Disorder. First let me say I am not a theologian, therapist, nor do I have any medical degree. However, I offer you the following as what I bring to the table.
During the past few years I have engaged in countless anxiety classes, numerous personal therapy sessions, and continuous group meetings. I have encountered hundreds of people like myself who are living with a mental illness. I have met some of everybody; men, women, moms and dads. I have sat with Jews and Gentiles, Blacks and Whites, married and single, gay, and straight. I have watched germaphobics , transgenders, hypochondriacs, hoarders, and rape survivors spill their guts and purge their shame. I have shared coffee with people who hear voices, believe that they are superheroes, or afraid of the monsters that lives inside them. I have seen grown men cry like babies, and youngsters full of self- hatred and bitterness. I have seen social misfits, drag queens, pill poppers, and corporate america in suits and ties. I have strained to hear over someone’s interpreter and sat between the rich and the poor. I have listened to both the young and the old confess that their greatest wish is to die. I have seen turn ups and meltdowns. I have seen wheelchairs and walkers, police officers and beauty queens. I have seen the non stop talker and the fly on the wall. I have seen me..I have seen and my heart weeps.
Those are the credentials that I offer you. Five decades of living with a mental health disorder; and four of those decades not knowing that a medical diagnosis was available and recovery was possible! Now I know.
“The person who moves a mountain begins by carrying away small stones”