12/05/2023

Sometimes, you suffer unmercifully in life. Sometimes you can’t totally understand why you have been neglected, mistreated, abused. You may try to protect others who are suffering, friends, family, by protesting or speaking out loud. But you are treated like trash for trying to help others. I listen to the Lord, who has told me, from my horrible experiences in life, that nobody deserves to be hurt and mistreated. I have been thrown away many times in life because I refuse to accept mistreatment of others. So be it. I know where I stand in God’s eyes. But sometimes I feel like it is killing me.

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I’m Christine

My name is Christine and I am almost 45 years old. This is my very first blog. I am writing because I feel like I am living in a closet. But I am not gay, I am mentally ill, I have Schizoaffective Disorder. I also have PTSD (Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder). Not many people know this about me. I have been fearful of “coming out”, because, frankly, the human population has not always been kind to people with mental illness. But isn’t it time that we come to accept all of our bothers & sisters, regardless of their differences?

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