But today for my last but one in the series I want to say thank you for my happy pills.
I was suffering intensely with anxiety that was turning into depression and making life miserable for me and my family. Anxiety controlled me; it was as simple as that.
I'd consulted the doctor and been sent to a counsellor. She gave up on me.
I'd been prayed for and felt guilty because it didn't cure me.
Eventually the doctor took me seriously and put me on Seroxat. I can say without any question that the little white pill changed my life. I have a chemical imbalance that is corrected by my happy pill.
And life's great. And sometimes God works in mysterious ways.
5 comments:
He sure does Liz, and he has no time scale either .. !!
Pleased that you have found a way to feel happy again :-)
You shouldn't have felt guilty for the failure of the others to work out what was wrong.
I am so glad God worked in his mysterious ways to find you that happy pill :-)
I'm so glad it's helped you! I take something called Effexor to help my anxiety. At the moment, though, I'm needing something a wee bit stronger - lorazapam.
Another thanks you could give is for scientists and doctors. :)
I sometimes his time scale worked to my demand though, Anne!
Guilt is a stupid thing, cherrypie!
It's understandable that you'd need a little more help at the moment, leslie. Sending you love. And you're right about the doctors and scientists.
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