Journal entry from 2/12/22
When I was young I suffered greatly from depression (major depression which became bi-polar depressive type with psychotic features which became schizo-affective disorder). I suffered more than most. It broke me. Then there was the heartache. Pain! Then there was the stomach ache. More pain! Now my mental illness is treated. I swallowed the red pill and quit giving women power over my emotions. I discovered I was celiac and went on the gluten-free diet. My pain and suffering are mostly resolved. Even the back pain that began a number of years ago has been lessened due to my strength training. So where am I going to get my suffering from now? I have a guess, or rather a hope. I hope to suffer for my faith. You have to get your suffering in somewhere. There are no free passes into paradise.