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The prevalence of Mental illness in America is on the rise. 6.1 million Americans live with bipolar disorder. And 42 million American Adults suffer from anxiety disorder. Unfortunately, Stacy became a part of that statistic. She suffered from depression for many years.
My name is Stacy, and this is my story.
I was depressed and suicidal for over twenty years, so much that I was hospitalized two separate times. There in the hospital, they would strap me down and give me injections to calm me down and to prevent myself from committing self-harm or to fight someone else.
The depression was due to many problems at school and with my family. I was looking for help from people and I didn’t find it. Some people don’t understand when someone is crying out for help, but God, He always listens.
While growing up I was inside a church, we stopped going and lost the ways. My family was always having financial problems. It wasn’t enough to be inside the church. My arms were full of scars. I was taking nine medications for anxiety, bipolar, and depression per day. Every time I would leave my house, I felt like a “zombie”.
Feeling like a “zombie” was to always feel down and thinking negative about myself, my appearance or how I acted towards other people. It just wasn’t me. Today, I feel extremely and highly blessed. I no longer take any medications.
I can’t say that I would eventually feel the same as before because just the thought of it doesn’t even cross my mind.
I feel very loved and blessed. I don’t have complaints about any family problems or anything else. I am free from depression and suicidal thoughts.
