I feel that I should tell you my life story. But I want to keep this a brief as possible. In order to do that I need to leave out some details. But if you got any questions I can fill in those details as needed.
The first thing you need to know about me is I'm a Christian, and I have always been very serious about the faith. I don't know if I would even be alive if it wasn't for Jesus. He gave me a reason to keep living life, when I was tempted too....
I was just 6 years old when I heard the Gospel for the first time. I prayed and asked Christ into my heart, and committed my life to Him. Of course as the years went by things were up and down. There is a growing period, walking with Jesus.
Back then I had no idea what life was going to be like. I knew there was going to be some challenges, but not the kind that I found myself facing.
My Dad had a ministers background. and did the best He could serve Jesus in anyway He was allowed too. But He had lots of problems with the denomination that He grew up in and tried to serve Jesus in. They simply don't want him. As to why and all the politics, it's all hard to explain. But I wrote something long about it that I can share if needed.
Mentally I had to carry some of my Dad's church hurt with me. Later in 2001 and I got some of my own Church hurt to add to it. (Long Story)
In Elementary School, I was diagnosed with a learning disability. They didn't give it a name but I had to go to a special class for it. I never got over it.
In Elementary School, Into Middle School, and finally into High School, people in my classes were mean to me. No friendship would ever stick for long. People turned on each other at a drop of a hat. I don't know why Jesus allowed me to live through that. I had no support group from Church to help me handle it. I they threw things at me, they called me names, hit me in the head with books, slobbered on their fingers and stuck that in my ears, they taunted me, to see if I would fight them. And they smashed my things up. This was not just one year, it went on from Middle School - High School. All this was happening while I was trying my best to learn what I needed to learn. I got my grades by keeping my face in the books. I had no time for friends really. It was just work work work. By the time I graduated I was exhausted. I took an entire year off of everything just to get my head back on straight. I never tried to go to college because I didn't think I could handle it. If normal school was this hard, then how on earth would I handle college?
I actually had some Church friends for 3 years. 1999-2001. But that Church had a pastor who wasn't good. People realized this, and the place split. All my friendships that I made there died shortly after.
During my last two years of High School, I took two years of vocational school. The subject was electronics. I learned some stuff there, and thought maybe I could get an entry level job and maybe work up. It was hard, but I got that job, and it only lasted for 4 weeks, and they fired me for being too slow. Thank you learning disability for that! I had a lot of anxiety attacks too. The next job was a packing job for an R/V factory. Same issue, I couldn't get fast enough for them.
I really struggled to learn how to drive. My learning disability also effect that, and still does. I can drive but have problems.
I ended up in a vocational rehab program, and during that I got diagnosed with OCD, Dysthymic Disorder, Anxiety, and Mixed Personality Disorder. After that they wanted me to see a psychiatrist. He tried to treat me with medication but was sure that all my problems were due to the learning disability. After realizing that the meds were not working on me, He turned me away, and told me that I will never get out of my parents house. I'm not a heavy person, but I have high blood pressure the meds that help with learning disabilities raise the blood pressure. I tried to get a second opinion and got the same issue, and got turned away.
BTW while all of this is going on, I had a nervous break down. But it happened before the Vocational Rehab thing.
For a long time I was on an anti anxiety medication.
I got no idea why Jesus allowed me to go through all of this.
After a year of job searching with a social worker, I finally got a job working for the school. Now for 22 years I have worked a very very very lonely 2nd shift custodian job and have no friends. All the local Churches I have been to, don't seem to care about someone like me. People got strange opinions about me. Mostly because they don't take the time to get to know me really. To understand my struggles. They just live their lives and leave me be.
I don't know how to tell you to pray for all of this. But I'm 45 years old now, and I emotionally hurt from all of this. I try to stay in the word by listening to my Bible. I also listen to sermons, and Christian Music. I pray too. But I got no idea why Jesus allows me to be this way. I've asked Him for healing, but things just keep going on like it has for the past 22 years. If anything relationships have gotten worse.
The first thing you need to know about me is I'm a Christian, and I have always been very serious about the faith. I don't know if I would even be alive if it wasn't for Jesus. He gave me a reason to keep living life, when I was tempted too....
I was just 6 years old when I heard the Gospel for the first time. I prayed and asked Christ into my heart, and committed my life to Him. Of course as the years went by things were up and down. There is a growing period, walking with Jesus.
Back then I had no idea what life was going to be like. I knew there was going to be some challenges, but not the kind that I found myself facing.
My Dad had a ministers background. and did the best He could serve Jesus in anyway He was allowed too. But He had lots of problems with the denomination that He grew up in and tried to serve Jesus in. They simply don't want him. As to why and all the politics, it's all hard to explain. But I wrote something long about it that I can share if needed.
Mentally I had to carry some of my Dad's church hurt with me. Later in 2001 and I got some of my own Church hurt to add to it. (Long Story)
In Elementary School, I was diagnosed with a learning disability. They didn't give it a name but I had to go to a special class for it. I never got over it.
In Elementary School, Into Middle School, and finally into High School, people in my classes were mean to me. No friendship would ever stick for long. People turned on each other at a drop of a hat. I don't know why Jesus allowed me to live through that. I had no support group from Church to help me handle it. I they threw things at me, they called me names, hit me in the head with books, slobbered on their fingers and stuck that in my ears, they taunted me, to see if I would fight them. And they smashed my things up. This was not just one year, it went on from Middle School - High School. All this was happening while I was trying my best to learn what I needed to learn. I got my grades by keeping my face in the books. I had no time for friends really. It was just work work work. By the time I graduated I was exhausted. I took an entire year off of everything just to get my head back on straight. I never tried to go to college because I didn't think I could handle it. If normal school was this hard, then how on earth would I handle college?
I actually had some Church friends for 3 years. 1999-2001. But that Church had a pastor who wasn't good. People realized this, and the place split. All my friendships that I made there died shortly after.
During my last two years of High School, I took two years of vocational school. The subject was electronics. I learned some stuff there, and thought maybe I could get an entry level job and maybe work up. It was hard, but I got that job, and it only lasted for 4 weeks, and they fired me for being too slow. Thank you learning disability for that! I had a lot of anxiety attacks too. The next job was a packing job for an R/V factory. Same issue, I couldn't get fast enough for them.
I really struggled to learn how to drive. My learning disability also effect that, and still does. I can drive but have problems.
I ended up in a vocational rehab program, and during that I got diagnosed with OCD, Dysthymic Disorder, Anxiety, and Mixed Personality Disorder. After that they wanted me to see a psychiatrist. He tried to treat me with medication but was sure that all my problems were due to the learning disability. After realizing that the meds were not working on me, He turned me away, and told me that I will never get out of my parents house. I'm not a heavy person, but I have high blood pressure the meds that help with learning disabilities raise the blood pressure. I tried to get a second opinion and got the same issue, and got turned away.
BTW while all of this is going on, I had a nervous break down. But it happened before the Vocational Rehab thing.
For a long time I was on an anti anxiety medication.
I got no idea why Jesus allowed me to go through all of this.
After a year of job searching with a social worker, I finally got a job working for the school. Now for 22 years I have worked a very very very lonely 2nd shift custodian job and have no friends. All the local Churches I have been to, don't seem to care about someone like me. People got strange opinions about me. Mostly because they don't take the time to get to know me really. To understand my struggles. They just live their lives and leave me be.
I don't know how to tell you to pray for all of this. But I'm 45 years old now, and I emotionally hurt from all of this. I try to stay in the word by listening to my Bible. I also listen to sermons, and Christian Music. I pray too. But I got no idea why Jesus allows me to be this way. I've asked Him for healing, but things just keep going on like it has for the past 22 years. If anything relationships have gotten worse.