Bad Medicine

What do you do when the medicine you take fails you?

Our problems are deeper than skin level, they run deep to the most inner shadows of our brains and marrow of our bones. Trauma is set deep in our bodies.

The untying of shame and guilt is universal in that we all bear our own no matter who you are. If we are honest with ourselves, each and every one of us bears our own badge of honor.

In God's eyes it is an honor to suffer. Those that are little in their lives are the most loved. Those that strive to find a glimmer of hope in the darkness of this overwhelming world are not overlooked by our Lord.

The people around us are striving for themselves. But there are some that want to hold your hand and help you along the path of light.

When the help that comes is blocked by their own preconceived notions of what you need without even really understanding you and your brain chemistry, things can go very wrong.

THC has always been a bully in my life from the moment I was born. It was around when I got raped, it was around when we were lost by our mother, it was around in all the scariest times in my life.

So to say that this medicine will help me is not correct. I will never judge anyone who uses it and it works great for them. I sincerely am glad for them. But some of us need small doses of mood stabilizers or whatever gets us on the path to healing.

Everyone is different and not all medicine works for all patients.