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meee:

--- Quote from: meee on May 19, 2009, 03:10:53 PM ---          That's the whole thing, Many do need the help of medication to get them past the the initial bad feelings that they can't cope with , without the medication. Then they also need to see a Psychiatrist weekly and for Felicity, that was ongoing for a few years.
 She was a kid and I could use force to put her in a safe place where she got help.
 Yes, one needs medication when diagnosed with clinical depression, it is a chemical in balance and some need it for life. Felicity was able to go off it, but I am concerned that as many women have had depression after having a baby, she might and will have to go on it again. I'm telling her husband and in laws to keep a close eye on her.
Thank you, Marlene.
hugs,meee

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      I worked with a dear lady ,she was a nurse and she suffered with depression. Cindy was a faithful follower of Christ.     The head nuse told her she should be able to not be depressed and shouldn't take medicine for it.       That was very hurtful to Cindy and caused her to doubt herself.  We really must watch our words, as they have the power of life and death in them.
       I needed to add this, thanks much,meee

Roy Martin:
Meee, I hope you don't think that I was saying you were wrong or judging. Far be it for me to do that.
  I got so far down in depression it cant in any words be described. I tried the drugs that Doctors will so freely give( anti-depressants and zanax and the list is a mile long of the drugs that do more damage than good. While on these drugs I started looking at sources higher than the medical industry, or at least more truthful about these drugs. You know, the stuff they dont want you to know. I came across a book titled The 10 most over prescribed drugs. All of the information was provided by the best Doctors in the world that doesnt care about incentives by the pharmaceutical industry such as paid vacations in the Bahamas if they will push theses drug. If people knew the truth about these drugs, the adverse side effects and the long term damage, I dont think they would want to take them or give them to their children.
The Doctors freely gave my wife Silvia,( Paxal ) for 10 years for depression just because she told them she was. She said she had tried many times to get off of it but would have serious side effects, thinking she was going crazy. It was 3 years ago that I met her and said you are not going to take these one more day. I flushed them down the toilet against her Doctors advice. Her Doctor and all of the other lieing deceitful Doctors always say its far too dangerous to stop abruptly. I said bull crap on you.
 I held my wife for almost 10 days as she would cry and at times seem as if she was insane. Her emotions were indescribable to say the least. I find it so hard to believe that this country hasnt sued the pants off of the Doctors and pharmaceutical industry, but its because most just dont know the truth behind these drugs. Doctors know that they are not suppose to prescribe these drugs to people for depression unless they are almost insane. Did you know the most common side affect is depression if taken more than just a few months.
I have a friend that works for a Doctor that told me that more than 50% of the county she lives in is on anti depressants.
 Back to Silvia, She may never be right again from the damage the Doctors have done to her. Its a crime what they do. The Doctors and medical industry makes billions a year saying depression is an illness and should be treated with their witches brew.
 This is medical facts and truth, and not my opinion.
Doctors that freely give these drugs run pretty much neck to neck with the Babylonian preachers.
 The truth is out there but they dont want you to know it.
All one has to do to get these drugs is go to any Doctor in the country and say Ive been feeling a little down and depressed, no evaluation done, no questions asked. Here you go, have some of this, its good for you and will fix you right up. Just what the Doctor ordered. However, there are some Doctors out there that wont give it to you unless your ready for restraint. An honest Doctor wont give it to you and thats the truth and all I have to say about that. Look for the truth,its out there.

In Christ
Roy

Roy Martin:
This is just one of thousands of truths. Dont find it so hard to believe.
 
  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XsBZw6q7uBU&feature=related

NoviceBeliever:
This is a very timely topic for me with what is being discussed on the General Discussion Board - "Love your Enemies".

My family has had their own experiences with mental illness.  My father disserted my family when I was 10 years old.  He just up and left one day and took everything, monetarily, we had.  He was located by my mom, by chance, when she was going through some old postcards that he had sent her from a fishing trip he had taken years and years prior.  My aunt and uncle were dispatched to go get him and bring him back.  Then began the terror...the man that returned was not my dad, he was a stranger, a lunatic, he didn't even look like himself anymore.  That first night was one of the most horrific of my life, all sense of security had gone out the window. And for a 10 year old child it was tramatic.  He spent one night at home before my mom and grandparents had him committed for observation.  I don't really remember how long he was in the hospital, but I remember going there so my mom could meet with the doctors.  He was diagnosed; metal breakdown, manic depression, alcoholic.  And after his stay in the hospital, he did not come home to us.  But he did continue to terrorize us and make our lives very difficult.  At one point, when I was on a weekend visit to my grandparents, my mom had come to pick us up and my grandmother, knowing that she was coming called me father and had him come over.  He showed up drunk and threatend to kill my sister and I so my mother couldn't have us.  I remember being pushed out a back bedroom window in order to save our lives.  I am just thankful that my sister was too young to remember all the pain and anguish he put our family through. Although she did not come out unscathed.

My grandparents always supported my father, and had little time for my mother and their grandchildren. My father was allowed to continue on with his lifestyle and life with little concern for how it would effect other people.  He was financially supported by his parents and was able to collect disability payments from the government because he was eventually declared permanently disabled due to his alcoholism. He is today a 67 year old man that still drinks everyday, that is nothing that resembles the man that was once my father.  He is possibly the most selfish individual I have ever met in my life. He has never once searched out help for his addictions other then to get more medication. He has always been babied by people, and in fact one of the montras for my mom, anytime I expressed anger has always been "Your father is sick", you need to have a relationship with him, "your father is sick", he is not responsible for his actions, you get the idea.  There was never any justification for how the rest of us were fairing, if our feelings mattered, it was all about him. I haven't had a relationship with him since I was 12, but my sister and brother continue to have contact with him today.

All of us have been effected by his actions, my mom, brother, sister and I, and some of us has choosen to do something about it. About a year and a half ago, I hit a wall.  It seemed like my life was on a roll... I was successful at my job, I had many things that I enjoy doing, and I have a family and friends that love me...everything seemed to be moving in the right direction. But in an instant, BAM!  DEPRESSION struck me life someone had clocked me in the jaw and then came back and did it again. It seemed strange that everything had been going so well, but I had to look for some help. I starting to seeing a therapist (not my 1st time, but probably the most helpful) I won't go into all the gorry details, but it was many months of seeing someone weekly, going on anti-depressants to get through some bad times and coming to grips with what had happened to me as a child and how it had effected my life good and bad.  

I realized that many people suffer from depression in their lives, not just me.  That it is not a stigma and shouldn't be feared and hidden, as it was in my family. It shouldn't treated like there is an elephant in the room, but brought out into the open and addressed.

My father didn't have that luxury, no one ever got in his face and told him he had to get help.  Instead he was coddled by his parents, and it did him no good. He did stop drinking for a short period of time when he was diagnosed and treated last year with Prostate Cancer, but it didn't stick. My grandparents left him with a very sizable amount of money when they both passed away 2-3 years ago, so he is set to continue on his path.  It may be too late for him, only God will know the answer to that one.  But if you can help someone now who you recognize needs help, please do.

Praying for understanding, forgiveness, and love~
NB

Roy Martin:
I can by no means deny emotional illness. By all standards had it not been for God, I would be dead or locked in a padded room 10 years ago. I was depressed and wanted to die but that was not Gods plan for me. There is no way I could have killed myself. God wouldnt let me die. I once tied the gun to my hand and head before going to sleep hopeing I would pull the trigger while sleeping. I swallowed enough pills to kill 3 people and went to sleep just to be awakened by God 2 hours later as straight as I could be. I looked in the mirror and said God your not going to let me die are you? No one could help me and no one could have kept me from killing myself. Many tried to help me in every way you can think of and it got worse and worse.
 It was as I said, everyone gave up on me except for God. I went through what I went through because that was Gods will. I was subjected to Satan and his demons and man it took me straight to the ground, a pit where I wallowed for years until God was ready for me to start crawling my way out. We can do nothing to help any one. We cant even help ourselves. Its God that is behind everything.
 Compassion is a wonderful thing. Depression is a carnal thing. Mental illness that people are born with is different than depression. We talk our way into depression. We can talk our way out if thats what God wants.
Roy

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