I am writing because my medicine is a miracle. I am so grateful for it, and I know what it would be like not to have it–I’ve been hospitalized twice for serious mental illness. Once involuntarily! A lot of people in the world, including the uninsured in the United States, do not have access to the medicine that I enjoy.
Several months ago I discovered that B-12 vitamins are life-changing for me. That continues to be the case, though I did just have to go back up on my medicine significantly. This is because I am almost done with my graduate degree, and completion of degrees is very triggering to me.
My first book, Emergent Grace
People shouldn’t be afraid to take more medicine, and yet this is often the case that they are because there are so many worries that one won’t be able to get more of it. My first book provides a whole framework for viewing medicine as a gift of God’s grace in one’s life. I now think of my medicine as my “grandmother,” which I talk about in my memoir, though for a while I thought of it as a vitamin. Regardless, looking at medication as a blessing rather than taking medicine as a sign of weakness ensures that it has the maximum potential to heal me.
When I start to feel weak about needing medicine I just take the time to reconnect with my own writing on the topic.
Starting to Reach for Higher Things
Starting to reach for higher things in life begins when we see what really matters. What really matters is an end to war.
Starting to reach for higher things in life looks to me like not giving up amidst this strife and struggle.
Maybe with a dose of sanity (aka antipsychotics that actually work for me unlike the ones I took for the first two years of my illness) I can start to make a different, even greater impact in that department.
