A friend of mine has struggled with some pretty strong chronic anxiety issues for many years now and things have worsened. Mostly, he is constantly anxious and worrying all of the time. I've looked into what I can find on my own, other than the usual, avoid these foods, eat these foods, exercise...etc., but is there any other effective option? I've even tried looking into supplements, which seems to have helped him some, but it's not 100%. Are there any studies of parasitic infections that could cause this? Maybe he needs prayer as he could be under attack from the enemy? I'm at a loss. He has even prayed over it and he has told me he keeps running into all sorts of signs telling him to trust God and not worry in various forms. When he seems to get the message, he stops seeing those signs and he relaxes for a while, only to revert later. He has even gone to random churches where a pastor straight up said he felt compelled to give a specific sermon over again and it would pertain to his anxiety. He will see the same numbers on the clock over and over, feel like he has to look up a bible verse and it ends up being along the lines of trusting God (Psalm 91, John 11:11 for example) I think it helps him, but he still struggles. Does anyone have any suggestions or recommendations? Clearly, I think God is answering him and telling him to be calm.
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I feel for him as when I was 21 yo I lost 2 babies in the same year. February and December 1981 was the worst year of my life. My anxiety/depression was not a family trait as psychologists say there are two kinds. Mine was brought about by the loss of my babies/ A tragedy in my life. I was medicated, went to a psychiatrist and attended an anxiety class every day for months. Nothing was helping. I resorted to drinking which does no one any good.
Then one day I'd had enough. I was determined to beat this thing. I was tired of the hyperventilating, the feeling of doom, the feeling as if I was running from something I had no escape from. I even walked outside in the snow barefoot for some unknown reason. But anyway, I too prayed to God. I got really really angry as I felt that God was not listening to me. But I know he was. I just needed reminded of his mercy, his grace, his comfort and his healing. That final day, I stood up and yelled to myself and most likely to God, "I WAS ME ONCE, AND I WILL BE ME AGAIN." Then I threw the medication away, I stopped going to the meetings and visiting the psychiatrist. I stood on my own two feet, held my head up and went about my day. Every time a feeling of doom would come crawling in, I would get busy and find something to do. I even learned/self-taught myself to play rhythm guitar. That in itself was a triumph.
So tell your friend to never give up. He too will find through God what it is he needs. And there will always be a time when TADA! that anxious feeling will come calling, but (1) KNOW IT FOR WHAT IT IS (2) BRUSH IT OFF (3) FIND SOMETHING TO DO and then you will realize that YOU HAVE CONTROL OVER IT; IT DOES NOT HAVE CONTROL OVER YOU. God bless.
I appreciate this! I will make sure he sees this. I'm sorry to hear about your 2 babies.
Thank you. That was many years ago. After those losses, 3 years later I had my son and then 18 months later I had my daughter. God always turns a tragedy into a blessing. Also, my advice is not to throw his medications away like I did Unless he is certain he can make it without them. All I knew was I wanted to be me again, and that meant no meds. I pray that God blesses him greatly and brings him out of this just like he did me. Have a great weekend.
It turned out alright then! He's completely anti-pharma, which is great, so no meds. Thanks for the prayers! Enjoy your weekend as well!
P.S. And now I have 12 grandchildren. BLESSINGS!
Sounds like a Happy ending!
Anxiety is doom and gloom. But once you overcome it, it's being positive of everything and knowing you can beat it.