So I know religion is a testy subject on this site, but i was just wanted to share something. Since I stopped taking my meds i have been trying to find my faith and praying and almost just knowing that thats all I have left. SO I went to a church last sunday expecting nothing really. I just wanted to try it, and it worked. My mood is better and I feel hopeful, true pure hope for the first time in a long time. The girl from the church said she would give me a call this week, and she actually called lol yesterday. I am just so thankful and happy that finally I am connected to others and they make is actually possible to attend because they offer child care and even transportaion if i needed it. The church is a great church!!! they have a website, and the pastor is really young so everything is real hip lol. The music is like almost a rock music and the church is held in our towns skatepark place. Its amazing, i just wanted to share it with everyone!!! Anyone ever gets the chance to attend a church like this take it!!!!! The topic they covered on sunday was about depression and anxiety and all that its almost like it was made for me and my problems lol here is the website too just in case anyone wants to check it out if your bored. ahh i am which is why i am writing this lol.........lallalaalalalaa Tara
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