Mental Health Journey

My whole mental health journey, held together by water, the Word, and wisdom

I carried a Bible in my bag everywhere — even to appointments with Dr. Ziba. When my mind felt heavy, the Word kept me anchored. That’s where I learned the simple, holy importance of water. Stay hydrated. Stay grounded. Healing starts in the body before it reaches the heart.

Along the way I learned to test everything. I came to believe liberal theology was a cult — it sounded kind, but it didn’t hold up when I measured it against Scripture. Dr. Walter Martin was right: you compare, you discern, you don’t just swallow what sounds good. I still go to his website now. I love those teachings. They taught me to examine, not just accept.

These days I follow Spirit-led pastors who actually speak with the Spirit. I go to church online with a pastor who has a PhD — and I know, a PhD student isn’t a doctor yet. That matters. Credentials matter. Testing matters. We look within, we study, we research, we don’t just follow a platform because it’s popular.

That’s where Mark Zuckerberg messed up. He didn’t test. He didn’t make sure things were in place. And remember, he wasn’t alone — he was part of a team. It was never just Mark with Facebook. Systems fail when we don’t test them. People get hurt when we don’t examine the spirit behind the thing.

My mental health journey taught me this: Carry your Bible. Drink your water. Test the teachings. Respect the process. Honor the Spirit. And never hand your mind over to something that hasn’t been proven.

God is beautiful. Discernment is mercy. And I’m still learning, still healing, still grounded in the Word.