My Readers Think I Need Jesus
This is what happens when you write about mental health.
If you’ve read any of my writing, you probably know that I write a lot about mental health, happiness, and my personal stories of battling anxiety and depression.
If this is your first article of mine, welcome. We’re going to talk a lot about mental health, happiness, and personal stories of battling anxiety and depression.
I’ve been writing online for more than a year now, and I’ve slowly built up the courage to share more and more of my own story with battling anxiety, depression, and even derealization. It’s scary to talk about vulnerable moments, but doing so has been incredibly beneficial for me.
However, not everyone loves my stories. Some people think I’m an idiot. That’s part of writing, especially on the internet.
But sometimes, I get the strangest feedback from readers. Specifically, I’ve gotten a disproportionate amount of feedback that has led me to believe that maybe I need Jesus.
It’s weird.
You can decide for yourself if you agree with my Jesus-loving readers after this article.
