Good morning readers!
Lately I have been thinking a lot about my faith journey and I have made it SO far.
We have eight missionaries in my city and they often ask me to tell them a story from my life.
I have experienced a LOT and I have a lot of fun tales and events to speak about. That is one reason why I blog and write my book on Scrivener, journal and keep notes and write talks and lessons for church. I love writing, it's my most important and fun hobby!
I listen to music 24/7 if I am not watching some YouTube videos, listening to audiobooks or talking with people. Music is SO important to me. It has made me who I am. I have always loved music, my biological dad was a musician so it's in my genes.
My third important hobby is reading. I read a lot. I am often in a reading slump though... I try to choose the best books, the best stories by the best authors and I DNF a book fast if it's not up to my standards. I used to be less picky with my choices but nowadays I am more selective.
My faith journey started when I was adopted by my parents at the age of 3 months from the orphanage in Nykarleby. I grew up in Tammerfors and Jakobstad. I spent most of my holidays and summers in Jakobstad and Larsmo, with my grandparents, aunts, uncle and cousins. I have 15 cousins on my mom's side, all lived here when we were growing up. I am the oldest cousin.
My dad baptized me when I was eight years old, on my birthday. He is now in palliative care, my mom takes care of him and I help when I am visiting here in Jakobstad. My parents have thought me a lot of good principles. I am so grateful for my parents.
I have been mostly active in the church, there was a time when I was 23-24 years old when I didn't go to church because of my mental health situation. I had a psychosis when I was 22 and it impacted me still for years, to get back to normal. When I kept a break from church attendance, I had really difficulties saying anything, because I was so tired and my brain was adjusting to new meds. I have been having mental health problems since I was 17 years old. I became sick on my mini-mission. I spent two weeks with two companions in Jtväskylä. It broke me down, I couldn't sleep and it made me all messed up. My biological mom did have mental health struggles so it was in my genes...
I love the Gospel and Jesus Christ.
My health has become a lot better these last few years. I got a nerve damage last year, even the intense pain from that, in my leg, doesn't compare to anxiety and depression. I would rather have somatic problems, like pain and other things, than mental health problems. The brain affects everything. In case you don't believe me or just think it is not possible to feel so much anxiety it is worse that intense pain, maybe you have not felt anxiety?
Now I need to go wake my parents up.
More later!
Cinders