A message to all my readers


Hello to everyone who visits this page. Some of you will know that I have been struggling with severe anxiety, dread, and depression over recent months. This has been going on ever since my childhood dread was re-triggered by something which happened on Facebook.

Today I finally saw my doctor, who is starting me on a new, extra medication. She has also referred me for consultant-level help. She and I will speak again in two weeks, unless I need urgent help before that. The new medication will take at least 4-6 weeks to start having an effect, so it’s essential that I also start learning to be gentler and kinder to myself.

Accordingly, I’m pressing “pause” on my regular writing and daily posting here, so I can focus on my own recovery by giving my body, mind, heart, and soul the rest I desperately need.

Meanwhile, all the existing posts will stay right here, in case anything in the archives is helpful to others while I’m quiet for a while.

✝️ With much love, and many blessings to you all,
From Ruth xxx


Burnt out


You will live in constant suspense, filled with dread both night and day, never sure of your life (Deuteronomy 28:66; NIV).

I’m burnt out by anxiety,
My strength consumed by dread,
For stress has been my closest friend,
And fear my daily bread.

I’m damaged by abuse, Lord,
Though I’ve fought hard to repair
The consequence: no self-esteem,
Depression, and despair.

Despite my agoraphobia
I’ve done the best I could.
This life has been a challenge,
Though I’ve tried to do some good.

In spite of sickness, pain, and loss,
I’ve tackled each ordeal –
Now I’m worn down by suffering,
But you will come to heal.

Darkness is my closest friend (Psalm 88:18; NLT).

He will heal us (Hosea 6:1; NLT).


Little Ruth


My generalised anxiety disorder (GAD) is very bad. It’s been like this ever since it was thoroughly re-triggered a few months ago when a stranger criticised me online. When I was praying yesterday, this blog came into my mind and heart. It shares how I am now learning to talk to my emotionally abused and damaged inner child.

This part of me was formed by how I was spoken to, screamed at, and treated in my family of origin. My aim is become as gentle, kind, supportive, patient, and loving to my inner child as Jesus was to the children brought to him.

This kind of prayerful reflection is often called “inner child work”, and involves imagining how we can gently care for the younger, perhaps wounded, parts of ourselves.


One day some parents brought their children to Jesus so he could touch and bless them. But the disciples scolded the parents for bothering him. When Jesus saw what was happening, he was angry with his disciples. He said to them, “Let the children come to me. Don’t stop them! For the Kingdom of God belongs to those who are like these children …

Little Ruth, you are very small and vulnerable, but I am 73 and have had lots of experience of life. Even if you never feel any less anxious and depressed than you do at present, I will still be here all the time to take care of you. What is more, I share this task with Jesus, who looks after us both.

I am here to help you with all your physical and emotional needs by:

  • Setting boundaries and limits with other people.
  • Saying no when necessary.
  • Providing warmth, food, water, clothing, shelter, play, rest, sleep, and social contact.
  • Protecting you.
  • Reassuring you.
  • Comforting you.
  • Supporting you while you face your fears.
  • Encouraging you to explore, learn, and grow.
  • Enabling you to reach your full potential.
  • Listening to you.
  • Seeing you.
  • Knowing you.
  • Understanding you.
  • Sharing your experiences and emotions without being overwhelmed by them, so you can come to understand them safely, including anxiety, depression, fear, dread, and panic.
  • Praising you.
  • Loving you.

… I tell you the truth, anyone who doesn’t receive the Kingdom of God like a child will never enter it.” Then he took the children in his arms and placed his hands on their heads and blessed them (Mark 10:13-16; NLT).

As I write to Little Ruth, perhaps you can also picture the younger, more vulnerable part of yourself – the one who learned to be anxious, afraid, or on guard, so early in life. You might like to imagine Jesus welcoming that child, just as he welcomed the children brought to him, then gently joining him in offering them warmth, safety and love.

If you wish, you could even write your own letter, promising to stay with that child in their fear, and to speak to them with the kindness and patience you may never have received.

My prayer is that as we learn to care for these small, wounded, frightened parts of ourselves with Jesus, we will discover a little more of the tenderness of God’s Kingdom, which belongs to such as these.

Blessed are those who have regard for the weak; the LORD delivers them in times of trouble (Psalm 41:1; NIV).

The Holy Spirit produces this kind of fruit in our lives: love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control (Galatians 5:22-3; NLT).


My pilgrimage


Blessed are those whose strength is in you, whose hearts are set on pilgrimage (Psalm 84:5; NIV).

My time here is a pilgrimage
From birth, through life, to death,
And you’re in charge at every stage,
Until my final breath.

With dread and agoraphobia
I’ve struggled through the years,
With anguish and anxiety,
Depression, sickness, tears.

I didn’t ask to be alive;
I didn’t want to live;
But, doggedly, I’ve tried to change,
To grow, to love, to give.

And you’ve been with me step by step
Along my troubled way:
Please help me still to cling to you,
Rejoice, give thanks, and pray.

Rejoice always, pray continually, give thanks in all circumstances; for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus (1 Thessalonians 5: 16-18; NIV).


References

The gateway to life is very narrow and the road is difficult (Matthew 7:14; NLT).

Even when I walk through the darkest valley, I will not be afraid, for you are close beside me. Your rod and your staff protect and comfort me (Psalm 23:4; NLT).

Obey his commands, listen to his voice, and cling to him (Deuteronomy 13:4; NLT).

I cling to you; your strong right hand holds me securely (Psalm 63:8; NLT).


 

Cling to Christ


Darkness is my closest friend (Psalm 88:18; NLT).

When your life
Is full of care,
Far beyond
What you can bear –

When your days
Are full of pain,
As your heart
Breaks, yet again –

When your nights
Are drenched with tears,
And your mind
Is wracked by fears –

Cling to Christ:
Your soul will soar,
Till nothing matters
Any more.

Those who trust in the LORD will find new strength. They will soar high on wings like eagles. They will run and not grow weary. They will walk and not faint (Isaiah 40:31; NLT).


References

Christ is all that matters, and he lives in all of us (Colossians 3:11; NLT).

Jesus said, “Come to me, all of you who are weary and carry heavy burdens, and I will give you rest” (Matthew 11:28; NLT).


 

When I’m alone


Serve only the LORD your God and fear him alone. Obey his commands, listen to his voice, and cling to him (Deuteronomy 13:4; NLT).

Lord, when I’m alone,
I cling to you;
And, when I’m depressed,
I trust in you.

Lord, when I’m afraid,
I cling to you;
And, when I’m distressed,
I trust in you.

Lord, when I’m in pain,
I cling to you;
And, when I ask, ‘Why?’,
I trust in you.

Lord, when I despair,
I cling to you;
And, when I must die,
I’ll trust in you.

Through Christ you have come to trust in God. And you have placed your faith and hope in God because he raised Christ from the dead and gave him great glory (1 Peter 1:21; NLT).


References 

From the depths of despair, O LORD, I call for your help (Psalm 130:1; NLT).

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me (Psalm 23:4; KJV).

Trust in God, and trust also in me (John 14:1; NLT).

I want your will to be done, not mine (Luke 22:42; NLT).


 

When you heal me


O LORD, if you heal me, I will be truly healed (Jeremiah 17:14; NLT).

Please take this cup of suffering away from me. Yet I want your will to be done, not mine (Mark 14:36; NLT).

Lord,
When you heal my anguish,
All that’s left will be peace,
And, when you heal my tension,
All that’s left will be calm.

Lord,
When you heal my sorrow,
All that’s left will be joy,
And, when you heal my anger,
All that’s left will be balm.

Lord,
When you heal my shyness,
All that’s left will be poise,
And, when you heal my envy,
All that’s left will be good.

Lord,
When you heal my trauma,
All that’s left will be bliss,
And, when you heal my sickness,
All that endures will be love.

Love never gives up, never loses faith, is always hopeful, and endures through every circumstance (1 Corinthians 13:7; NLT).

He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away (Revelation 21:4; NIV).


Sharing


Jesus told him, “I am the way, the truth, and the life. No one can come to the Father except through me” (John 14:6; NLT).

I’m sharing my trip here
With Jesus.
I’m sharing my journey
With him.
I’m sharing my lifetime
With Jesus:
God’s Son, who forgives
All my sin.

I’m sharing the present
With Jesus:
We’re sharing the future
God wills.
I’m sharing forever
With Jesus:
God’s Son, who is healing
My ills.

He continues to forgive all your sins; he continues to heal all your diseases (Psalm 103:2-5; ISV).


References

I create the light and make the darkness. I send good times and bad times. I, the LORD, am the one who does these things (Isaiah 45; 7; NLT).

Should we accept only good things from the hand of God and never anything bad? (Job 2:10; NLT).

I want your will to be done, not mine (Luke 22:42; NLT).

In all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose (Romans 8:28; NIV).


Anxiety, dread, fear and panic (for D.L.)


Introduction
I have spent a lifetime working on myself, in the hope of overcoming my chronic dread, fear and panic. To avoid repetition, I will refer to these feelings and sensations collectively as anxiety.

As an adult, I have doggedly pursued many different treatment approaches for anxiety. Some have made no difference at all, whilst others have helped to varying degrees. None has enabled me to overcome it completely, but God has been with me every step of the way. I have complete faith that God will bring good from all my struggles.

Glimpsing a way forward
A few nights ago, as I kissed my icon of Jesus before going to bed, I glimpsed a completely new way of relating to my anxiety. To my great surprise, I heard myself asking out loud:

“What if, instead of doing all I can to get rid of anxiety, dread, fear and panic, I simply welcome them, accept them, and listen to what they want to tell me?”

Stunned by the implications of this question, I knew something significant was happening, but had no idea where it might be leading.

Listening to feelings
Next morning, whilst praying sleepily, I realised that whenever I experience anxiety, I can, indeed, ask myself, “What are these feelings telling me?”

Immediately, I knew my answer to this question would always be the same: my anxiety is telling me that I don’t feel safe.

Am I safe?
This means that every time I’m feeling anxious, I can ask myself a single, very important question, a question which calls for an entirely objective answer:

“Am I safe right now?”

In response, I will briefly take stock of my current situation and surroundings. Almost always, the answer is going to be: “Yes, I am safe right now”. When this is the case, no matter how severe my anxiety may be, I will know that it is not about a real and present danger to which I need to react. This means I can safely welcome, accept and embrace how I feel. Instead of fighting my anxiety,  I can relax into it, allowing it to happen, and to pass, in its own time.

Past traumas
I’m able to begin accepting anxiety in this way because I know it is a normal, long-term consequence of an emotionally abusive childhood. I can therefore choose to welcome it without attaching any current significance to how I feel.

Despite what my body and mind are telling me, if there is, objectively-speaking, no current threat to my safety, I can be confident that my feelings belong to the past. Meanwhile, in the present moment, I will be able to remind myself that have nothing to fear, even though I still feel afraid.

Conclusion
Once I grasped the healing potential of this new approach to experiencing anxiety, fear, dread and panic, I resolved to start using it immediately. My aim is to embrace these feelings with healing love, as a prayerful, spiritual practice. Maybe I will report back one day on how I’m getting on!


Acknowledgements
Many years ago, when my anxiety was very bad indeed, I read a book called: “Simple, effective treatment of agoraphobia”, by Dr. Claire Weekes. It became the foundation of all my subsequent efforts to help myself, and continues to influence my approach to feared situations right up to the present day. Without the profound influence this book has had on my life and my thinking, I could not have written the above article.

I also want to express my deepest thanks to D.L. my long-term EMDR therapist. She has helped me through many years of struggling to overcome the consequences of my past. Her warmth, skill, patience, insight, knowledge, empathy, kindness and humour continue to be my lifeline, and my example.


Mental illness


With deep thanks to C.A. for her openness and example, this blog shares how I prayed on the morning of 13.11.24.

Why wasn’t I buried like a stillborn child, like a baby who never lives to see the light? (Job 3:16; NLT).

Lord, you know that my mother has been my lifelong persecutor. You understand that her death some years ago made no difference at all to my mental health. She lives on in my mind, and in my poor body’s response to every anxiety-creating trigger, however small. You grasp that I internalised her voice and her behaviour towards me from birth onwards.

You understand how the emotional consequences of her judgement, criticism, rage, violent destructiveness, domination and coercive control continue to torment me. You know all about the post-traumatic shock disorder caused by her abuse. Nothing about my years of anxiety, fear, panic attacks, agoraphobia, perfectionism, dread and depression is hidden from you.

Lord, I have always felt worthless, because I was treated as if I were worthless. Whatever I did, said, felt and believed was seen as worthless. Whatever I wanted, or was good at, or achieved, was seen as worthless. The only things my mother valued about me were those she herself did, or enjoyed.

All this didn’t apply just to me, of course. My mother always made it abundantly clear how much she despised everyone who was not like herself, especially those who somehow managed to stand up her domination. She loathed them most of all. The only people she “liked” were those who admired and served her. They could do no wrong.

My mother often said that she knew me better than I knew myself. Even my thoughts were not private or safe, because I fully believed she could read my mind. She was always ready to interrogate, disapprove, criticise, threaten, and verbally attack me whenever I said or did anything she did not like. I lived in fear, and grew up fully aware that I did not want to be alive. You already know all about this, Lord, because you really do know everything about me.

Now I’m 72 years old. I’ve always tried so hard to do my best, despite the constant stress of living with mental illness. This has involved a lot of suffering, and taken a lot of courage. My mental health has improved to some extent, though depression continues to be a chronic problem. Meanwhile, self-esteem is non-existent, and whenever my PTSD is re-triggered, anxiety and dread still make life unbearable for many months at a stretch.

You know that I have always felt worthless, and that this is because my mother treated me as if I were worthless. I experienced myself as worthless, and have always felt as if others would much prefer it if I were not around.

Lord Jesus, after all this time, is it still possible for me to recover from the damage my mother did to me? You once said that anything is possible if a person believes in you. You know I believe in you. Please heal my trauma, and release me from the consequences of my mother’s toxic behaviour, I beg you. And please do the same for all those throughout the world who have been damaged by coercive and abusive relationships of every kind.

I ask all this through your own dear name. Amen.

You can ask for anything in my name, and I will do it (John 14:13; NLT).


References

You can do anything and no one can stop you (Job 42:2; NLT).

“Have mercy on us and help us, if you can.” “What do you mean, ‘If I can’?” Jesus asked. “Anything is possible if a person believes” (Mark 9:22-3; NLT).

O LORD, you have examined my heart and know everything about me. You know when I sit down or stand up. You know my thoughts even when I’m far away. You see me when I travel and when I rest at home. You know everything I do. You know what I am going to say even before I say it, LORD. You go before me and follow me. You place your hand of blessing on my head. Such knowledge is too wonderful for me, too great for me to understand! (Psalm 139:1-6; NLT).