At age 68, I have survived with schizophrenia, depression, and anxiety. Coping is not easy. My anxiety entangles me in bouts of depression. What do you believe I should do?
People around me think I have good coping skills because I am compliant with my medication. The truth is that sometimes the medicine does not work.
If I’m having a bad day, I am always asked, “Did you take your medication?”
In reality, I pray from second to second and have done so even before my first crisis. That is my coping mechanism, but I also have a beautiful family whose support has been crucial to my survival. They pray with me, and I find peace within a torment of doubt and fear.
My prayer emanates to all those like me who live with mental illness. May they be Blessed and sustained in their faith, so that, they too may find peace.