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yewneek
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I have been diagnosed with Bipolar II, after being misdiagnosed with Treatment Resistant Depression for 20 years. I have accepted this, however the different approaches and medications to treat my illness have all failed. I have been out of work, as a Registered Nurse, since July. I am no better now, if not worse, than I was then. I know this is not what God wants for me and I'm desperately holding on to my faith and any glimpse of hope I can find. I feel totally alone, incapacitated, and I am starting to doubt that I will ever truly smile again. I am a prisoner to my home, for I also suffer from severe agoraphobia. Please pray for me and my daughter. She needs her mother and I need to find myself. I'm lost in pain and confusion. I long for Heaven, but I know that is not the answer. Sleep is my drug, my only escape from this earthly hell. Lord Jesus, I'm desperate for You!
