Oh, I’m going to get it now. But I don’t care; this needs to be said. I’m not even the first person to say it, and I’m certainly not saying it with my face on national television like others have. No, I have a point to make, and I’m going to make it while there is still some veil of anonymity shrouded over my identity. So far most of you only know my first name and home state, and there is no guarantee that either is even what I’ve said it is. Nevertheless, I stand by what I’m saying here today, and I hope that, rather than unleashing unnecessary anger, these words will help people to see how silly assigning a month as the official history of anything is.
Let’s begin with, appropriately, some history. Before there was a Black History Month there was Negro History Week. Started in 1926…
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I don’t have a great intro to this topic to grab your attention. I don’t have a crazy story. What I have is facts. The fact that mental illness is in the church and people act like it isn’t.
Mental illness is in the form of depression, anxiety. OCD, self harm, anorexia, bulimia. And it’s in the church.
I myself have suffered from depression and from self harm. You can read my blog on self harm here
Do I struggle from those issues because I don’t have faith? No! When I struggle with depression and self harm is usually when I reach out to God the most. Why? Because Christians don’t talk about this openly. I couldn’t turn to my friends.
It isn’t always because people don’t want to help its because people don’t know how to help and that’s ok. But we need to learn how to help.
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