Yesterday I said I was feeling down.
The feelings didn't improve until I said a prayer to God asking Him to help me feel better. (not the exact words of the prayer).
Anyway ----- it was a miracle ------ just simply by asking God to make me feel better: he made me feel better.
I've been feeling so much better ever since that prayer.
And yes ---- amazingly it was at the moment I asked to feel better that I started feeling better.
No drugs or anti-depressants needed.
Today's injection day: I still haven't gotten my injection yet: I'm on the lowest dosage of my medication in the cycle: I went from feeling down to feeling a lot better just by asking God for help to feel better.
Anyway ----- though I am FEELING better ------
In my mind, in my knowledge, I know and just remember ideas of how bad my life was. I still haven't escaped from the past. I need to forget.
There was a period of my life where I was pretty much miraculously forgetting the past and I enjoyed it very much --------
But for me to be truly happy, I suppose, I have to feel good, as well as just completely forget what I went through in my life.
And completely forgetting things in my life would not be a small thing::: it would be obvious that I'm disabled if I just forgot large portions or important events in my life.
But forgetting is how I'd be happy. Not just feeling happy, but mentally happy too ---- without having the garbage of the past cluttering the back of my mind.
Is it important to forget? In order to feel truly happy --- probably.
But what am I losing, what am I giving up by forgetting so much of my life? My sanity perhaps?
I would have to be considered disabled --- having lived such a life, forgotten big parts of it, and just live in bliss with no memories ----- I would be disabled at that point, like amnesia.
Maybe that's the way to go.
Could there, however, be anything said about remembering the bad -- acknowledging the effects -- and warning others about such behaviours? Maybe that would be good too ---- although it would be a difficult process to try to complete. Maybe I've already been doing it, maybe.
So:::: I feel better. Just asking God for help made me feel better.
I suppose, however, that such a solution might not always work.
When I was initially diagnosed with schizophrenia ----- there was absolutely zero attempt by anyone to bless me back to mental health.
In fact, it's quite possible that the whole reason I became schizophrenic is because that's what certain people were going for.
If people were trying to drive me mad ----- and no one is attempting to bless me to get better -----
That might be a situation where God might not be so helpful, and the doctors might feel justified in putting me on medications.
Yeah--- my life just wasn't the greatest ---- I've mentioned that already.
But at least I can feel good now. Thank God.