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.